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Alpha Blade
03:38
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Stick Em Up
03:08
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This is a stick up
Get your hands in the air
Put the cash in a bag and slide it here
Don't try to be a fuckin hero
It's not like you didn't see us coming
We walked right through the front door
Now that all you parasites are surrounded
Please allow me to justify
It all comes down to conditioning
Having No accountability
Everyone's a fucking victim
And I'd like to feed them to my shotgun
Stick em' Up (repeat)
Hijacked from the inside of a distorted dream
No Kings or Kennedy's
There's no money in a world of peace (repeat)
They wanna get it in just to get you
And your flesh looks so ripe for the picking
They wanna get it in just to get you
It's all-American
Stick em' Up
This is a new world order
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T.S.Y.T.
03:14
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That great idea you can't remember
It was so right
No matter where we trace our steps it's too late. It's too late
It keeps on happening
I think I'm losing it
Don't wanna let go (repeat)
Lost in a state - of hypnagogia
Get out of my head
You can't have it
My thoughts are mine you fucking bandits
Just because I put it down
Doesn't mean it's yours for the taking
Rape - such havoc
Caused by the widespread panic
Of dreams dying in their sleep
Just stay the fuck away from me
Constantly invading my mind
No shoes are fitting the crime
And it's so wrong
Even if I wake I know it's too late.
It's too late
I try to keep it all in, but they keep ripping it out
Run for cover
Everything's a manifestation of what we're about
Run
Don't wanna let go (repeat)
I'll never let go
Run
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Flatliners
03:13
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Fuck the system and the cycle surrounding
All of us lost in our minds
No need checking on the vital signs
We were dead before we even arrived
Fuck the system and the cycle surrounding
All the bastards who are leading the blind No need to choose a side
We've all flatlined
Gone are the days of old
I won't listen to what your telling me
Your fucking lies are killing me
Turn us into stone
And leave out the cast extremities
Your fucking lies are killing me
Fuck you I won't do what you say
You're gonna kill us all anyway
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Machines
02:47
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This mechanical virus
Created a mindset
All it's own
Infiltrating every corner
Of our homes
With antennas aimed to the sky
We tried to connect
But no one was listening
No one was glistening
The machines have taken over bodies
Each to call their own
Too late to calibrate the system's
Already overloaded
We have mastered the long lost art of
Playing dead
The man in me is changing
But the scars remain the same
When the witches come to take me
You will hear them call my name
Call my name
I can't feel a thing
I am one with the machines
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34 Kansas City, Missouri
Not softened by age. Heavy, crushing tunes by five music veterans from Kansas City,
Missouri.
Brett Carter - Vocals
Erich Thomas - Bass
Phil Wolf - Guitar
RL Brooks - Guitar & Backing Vocals
Jason Shrout - Drums
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