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Scour the Waste
02:47
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How easy do we point the finger?
How easy do we all complain?
But no one will help one another,
This culture cannot sustain.
And I bet you...
We're all gonna suffer when the world turns to shit.
So go build your shelter and wait to scour the waste.
Well maybe you blame paranoia,
But it don't matter much either way.
'Cause one day the wait will be over
This planet will wipe us away.
And I tell you...
We're all gonna suffer when the world turns to shit.
So hole in your shelter and wait to scour the waste.
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Kush for the Push
02:12
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Broke out of my cage, time to release the rage built up inside of me.
You cry, you bitch, you moan, but don't you take that tone.
I'm not your enemy...
Well I don't really have any answers,
But I let the fire burn too long.
I wish everyone would quit pretending that everything is fine,
When clearly something's wrong.
I should have took control, instead I dug a hole, buried our history.
Now you've come and gone, shit goes on and on.
Fulfill your prophecy...
(Refrain)
Broke out of my cage, time to release the rage built up inside of me.
Now you've come and gone, shit goes on and on.
Fulfill your prophecy...
(Refrain)
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Can't Wait
02:14
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What do you do when your world stops turning?
What do you do when your walls come crashing down?
My one regret is that we never took the time to make a change.
No, we're always backing down...
The storm is rolling in, and I'm watching with a grin,
'Cause I can't wait to see it come around to you.
Rebuild it all from the bottom,
Or on the edge looking down on an emerald hue.
I won't forget how every time you walked away, still nothing's changed.
But I never walked out on you.
The storm is rolling in, and I'm watching with a grin,
'Cause I can't wait to see it coming down on you.
Don't walk away,
Watch it blow away.
Wash it all away.
You'll never change.
The storm is rolling in, and I'm watching with a grin,
'Cause I can't wait to see it coming after you.
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Price to Pay
02:42
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All this weight on your shoulders is surely dragging you down.
We’re already gaining the ground we need to recover.
We’re running out of time to waste, ‘cause soon you’ll know…
There’s a price to pay for taking us over,
We’re not so vain to think it’s all over,
Sacrifice and pain; we’re starting it over,
Bombs away!
There’s no use running and hiding,
We’ve given your scent to the hounds and they’re on the way.
There’s nowhere around to take cover.
It’s one thing that you have to face, and now you know…
There’s a price to pay for fucking us over,
We’re not so vain to think it’s all over,
Sacrifice and pain, we’re starting it over,
Bring the pain!
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Hate Disease
02:30
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You can't coerce me with your vitriol.
Your hatred is nothing new to me.
You spread your lies, and smear the antinomy.
Your ignorance is a disease.
Well I’m back, here I go,
Spittin’ ordinance about shit I don’t know.
I’m a poser, a fuckin’ hypocrite.
Say what you want, I don’t care,
‘Cause I know this is exactly who I am.
Cram your bull shit mother fucker. Fuck you!
You can't coerce me with your vitriol.
Your hatred is nothing new to me.
You can’t deny the hidden allegory.
Your arrogance is a disease.
Well I’m back, here I go.
So remember when you see me at the show,
I’m an asshole, a fuckin’ lunatic.
Say what you want, I don’t care,
‘Cause I know this is exactly who I am.
Cram your bull shit mother fucker. Fuck you!
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Wasters
03:34
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Throw your cares in the waste bin, and lets all get wasted.
Who cares where we go?
Hit our usual places, with familiar faces and bands that you know...
On the town, on a binger,
Everything is spinning away.
On the ground roller coaster,
It's all been another waster day.
See the girl in the wayfarers, I said nice to meet ya, and got her alone.
In the morning we laid there, but I had no cab fare, so she took me home...
On the town, on a binger,
The whole night just grinded away.
On the ground roller coaster,
It's all been another waster day.
Now the party is over, and nobody's sober, everyone's laid.
It's one we'll remember forever, so cheers to whatever.
Forget the mess we've made.
The call 'em the Wasters...
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