1. |
Railings
01:34
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Hey
This ship has no captain
We’re headed straight for death
Hold on to the fucking railings
There’s no lifejackets here
MY ARMS ARE SO FUCKING TIRED
I’VE BEEN THRASHING FOR YEARS
Hold on to the sides now
We’re going down
Fuck
Ashes will burn
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2. |
Veins
02:09
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The door
Wont give you my life
Cant give you my life
Wont give you my life
I’d take my own
What you see is what you get
Fuck you
I can live my life with a clean conscience and no regrets
Now can you do the same
What the fuck did you bring me here for
If it was to show me
The door
I can live with your false pretence
There’s music in these
Veins
Theres no other side to me fuck you
I was never built for your expectations
Or hopes and dreams
Now I’ve got my own plans
The pain of you is all too real
I’ll return to my sacred seal
Veins
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3. |
E.S.T
01:00
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You advertise your suffering
With a painted sneer
Self satisfied
Living in the mask you hold dear
Smirking false idol
begging to be noticed
Perverted vanity
Your pouted preening opus
darling of the self-obsessed generation
Curse of the syndicate
Cold and empty hearted
APATHY. EXHIBITION.
Darling of the X Generation
Prostitute yourself, sell it as catharsis.
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4. |
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Our Caravan is drowned in shit
I’m going to go out on a limb
Don’t be afraid of the goose
First full length
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5. |
Rabid Hackery
01:59
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Exploit the fears of the coldplay classes
Force feeding shit to the masses
Peddle your panic, shrill indignation
Moral outrage, scares, inflation
Tried to resist
Tried to say no
Got drowned in the overflow
Don’t want a lot
Don’t want to be free
Don’t know what’ll happen to me
Run round circles
Fill up your day
Same routine, won’t go away
Don’t ever learn
Choke on your pen
It’s Monday do it again
I know the type
You sold your soul
The time of your life
Barking out opinion as fact
Tell middle England how to react
Propaganda, Reactionary
Rampant rabid hackery
Disappear, wriggle out
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6. |
Fuel the Fire
01:59
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Oi Oi
Did you (oi oi)
Think you (oi oi)
Were the only ones in the world
Blue lights and a shriek
Fuel the Fire yeah fuel the fire yeah
People are still people
Blue lights and a shriek
Fuel the fire yeah fuel the fire yeah
People are still people
Try to see what you can’t
Fuel the Fire yeah fuel the fire yeah
People are still people
Be the punkest you can be
Fuck the police won’t let me be
There are two sides to every coin
Flip it and then you’ll see
Pro noses sniff out the night
Fuel the fire yeah fuel the fire yeah
People are still people
Try to see past your plight
Fuel the fire yeah fuel the fire yeah
People are still people
Non conformity riddled with shite
Fuel the fire yeah fuel the fire yeah
People are still people
(chorus)
(breakdown)
Oi Oi
GO
Be the punkest you can be
Fuck the police won’t let me be
There are two sides to every coin
Flip it and then you’ll see
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7. |
Insurance / Submission
01:35
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Retinas pass no law
Gnaw the ripping bullet
burrow into the cortex
Excavate my brain
A squawking gull is always fed
A squawking gull is always
fed
Submission.
Some ribs are too small for the body.
Some have imploded and
collapsed.
Insurance.Submission.Insurance. Submission.
Blueprint was
smudged by free thought
Long ago
And we are left chewing
Here we stay
Start again
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8. |
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You hold me up on this pedestal
But my well is fucking dry
Your red thoughts are swimming my way
But I don't care because you've nothing to say
Get off your ass and use your head
Sunk so low that you're sucking the dregs
You blossomed like a bud in May
But you fucked it all away
You fucked it all away.
FUCK YOU.
Lumps of meat on a stage
Use your fucking brain and act your age
Don't exacerbate my fucking rage
Lumps of meat on a stage
Use your fucking brain and act your age
Don't exacerbate my fucking rage
GO.
(solo)
Two sides to every page
Sweet and sour like a divorce
Gonna bury you
You fucked it all away.
You fucked it all away.
FUCK YOU.
Lumps of meat on a stage
Use your fucking brain and act your age
Don't exacerbate my fucking rage
Lumps of meat on a stage
Use your fucking brain and act your age
Don't exacerbate my fucking rage
Take, take what you can.
Give, give nothing back.
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Rash Decision Falmouth, UK
16 years, 800 gigs and lots of releases.
Cornish fastcore / punk / hardcore / thrash.
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