1. |
Cyber Queen
02:50
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Verse 1:
Look at a picture, it tells me what I need to know,
I see this creature, it makes me not feel so small,
I'll stand behind her, I like the ground where her shadow falls,
She is a reminder of how to dance among it all.
Verse 2:
She lives in pigment, a painting that climbed out of the wall,
but she is hidden, from society's curtain call,
She's mesmerising when she captures the mundane,
There are no lies in the way she makes me feel the same.
Chorus:
She, she lives behind the screen,
She, she knows what I mean,
She, she could've been anything,
She, she is a cyber queen.
Verse 3:
She is not perfect, that's what makes me understand,
No longer searching, when she's not there she holds my hand,
I'll stand behind her, I like the ground where her shadow lands,
She is a reminder of how to dance away the bland.
Chorus:
She, she lives behind the screen,
She, she knows what I mean,
She, she could've been anything,
She, she is a cyber queen.
She, she lives behind the screen,
She, she knows what I mean,
She, she could've been anything,
She, she is a cyber queen.
Outro:
She is a cyber queen,
She is a cyber queen,
She lives in tween dreams,
She is a cyber queen.
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2. |
No More Love Songs
01:39
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Verse 1:
I'm so bored, yeah, I'm so bored,
This is getting so absurd,
No more love songs for Christ's sake,
I'm falling asleep while I'm standing awake.
Pre-Chorus:
No more love songs x6
Chorus:
No more love songs before you make me laugh,
No more love songs before you make me cry,
No more love songs before you make me scream,
No more love songs before you make me die.
Verse 2:
I'm asleep, yeah, I'm asleep,
Wake me when there's something unique,
No more love songs for Christ's sake,
This is more than I can take.
Pre-Chorus:
No more love songs x6
Chorus:
No more love songs before you make me laugh,
No more love songs before you make me cry,
No more love songs before you make me scream,
No more love songs before you make me die.
Outro:
No more love songs, I think we've got it by now x3
No. More. Love. Songs.
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3. |
I Know Nothing
01:02
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Verse 1:
I'm getting sick and tired of this world, but I know, I know nothing.
I am just a stupid girl, and I know, I know nothing.
I'm getting sick of this hate we spread, and I know, I know nothing.
I'm getting sick of being publically brain dead, and I know, I know nothing.
Chorus:
I, I am nothing, I know nothing x2
Verse 2:
I'm getting bored of being bored, and I know, I know nothing.
I'm getting bored of being ignored, and I know, I know nothing.
I'm getting bored of arguing, and I know, I know nothing.
I'm getting bored of the same old thing, and I know, I know nothing.
(Chorus)
I know nothing x7
I am nothing x6
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4. |
Hey!
02:02
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Chorus:
Hey yeah, yeah, yeah x4
Verse 1:
Hey, hey, it's all okay, that's what they all try to say,
The worst part is we all believe,
We just want to be deceived,
Hey, hey, it's all okay, as long as that's what they portray,
Step out of line, it's a fast decline, so pretend it's all fine, we're on cloud 9.
Chorus:
Hey yeah, yeah, yeah x4
Verse 2:
Hey, hey, we're all okay,
You say as you look back and replay your day with some dismay,
We all need to get away,
Hey, hey, we're all okay, moulded into shape like clay,
Made like robots to be brainwashed, it's no faux pas, somebody help us.
Chorus:
Hey yeah, yeah, yeah x4
Bridge:
Hey, hey it's all okay x4
Hey, hey we're all okay x4
Chorus:
Hey yeah, yeah, yeah x4
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5. |
Pollution Evolution
01:36
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Verse 1:
A variation on evolution, a generation bread on pollution,
You suspend your disbelief till you are told what you have seen.
Do they have any excuses? Cause I don't see what their use is,
We are told who we should be and we are told who we should grieve.
Chorus:
I don't think this is working out,
This is what we should be talking about,
I know that we close our eyes,
but, this is way too big to wait and hide.
Verse 2:
A double exposed photograph, revealing a psychopath,
Over analysis always kicks in when we remember what we've been,
They've told us once, they've told us twice, a third time will not suffice,
What the hell is going on? We can't breathe, we can't breathe.
Chorus:
I don't think this is working out,
This is what we should be talking about,
I know that we close our eyes,
but, this is way too big to wait and hide.
Bridge:
A variation on evolution, a generation bread on pollution,
You suspend your disbelief till you are told what you have seen.
Chorus:
I don't think this is working out,
This is what we should be talking about,
I know that we close our eyes,
but, this is way too big to wait and hide,
I don't think this is working out,
This is what we should be talking about,
I know that we close our eyes,
but, this is way too big to bide our time.
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6. |
Who Cares?
01:05
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Verse 1:
Turn around and take a look behind you, what do you see back there?
Are you a little disappointed? Are you too bored to care?
What do you see behind you? What do you see back there?
Is it the sighs and the un-true? Or those fixed eyes that stare?
Pre-Chorus:
Close your eyes, close your eyes.
Who cares? Just close your eyes x2
Chorus:
You'll never see anyway, who cares just close your eyes,
You'll never be another way, who cares just close your eyes.
Verse:
Turn around take a look behind you, look now if you dare.
Do you see what you wanted? Do you see the wear and tear?
What do you see behind you? What do you see back there?
Is there a vacancy in you? Is your skull unfair?
Pre-Chorus:
Close your eyes, close your eyes.
Who cares? Just close your eyes x2
Chorus:
You'll never see anyway, who cares just close your eyes,
You'll never be another way, who cares just close your eyes. X2
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7. |
Wastelands
02:07
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Verse 1:
Today, today is just another day and that's just how it's gonna stay, if we keep up this static age.
"No way, no way can you make me pay,
Not here, not now or another day for keeping my mind frozen in place."
Pre-Chorus:
It's a waste x10
Chorus:
It's a wasteland in this modern age,
It's a wasteland now, and it's too late,
It's a wasteland with the path so straight,
It's a waste, a waste and can't wait, I can't wait.
Verse 2:
So, say, say, say what you want to say,
Scream and shout, make it all okay, to keep out this static age.
Okay, okay, amongst the decay,
We march along, do whatever they say, to keep our minds frozen in place.
Pre-Chorus:
It's a waste x10
Chorus:
It's a wasteland in this modern age,
It's a wasteland now, and it's too late,
It's a wasteland with the path so straight,
It's a waste, a waste and can't wait, I can't wait. x2
Wait x3
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8. |
Open Your Eyes
01:19
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Verse 1:
Ignorance is what they want, and innocent is how you'll stay,
when you hide yourself from what's really true, that's exactly where they want you.
Chorus:
Open!
Your!
Eyes!
Open your eyes!
Verse 2:
Save yourself from feeling bad, by ignoring what makes you sad,
shut it out, do what you're told, let yourself be controlled.
Chorus:
Open!
Your!
Eyes!
Open your eyes!
(Open your eyes x3)
Open!
(Open your eyes x3)
Your!
(Open your eyes x3)
Eyes!
(Open your eyes x3)
Open your eyes!
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9. |
Product
01:37
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Verse 1:
I am just a product, I am just for you.
So, chew me up, spit me out, take another when you're through.
I am a commodity, I am what you'll pay for every day, every day.
It's so easy to ignore.
Chorus:
So, pick me, take me.
I'll make this sacrifice for you.
Your hunger's more important, so I'm willing to see this through,
Take me, pick me,
I can't feel the pain.
If you don't think about it, then you can stay sane, stay sane.
Verse 2:
I am insignificant and you are oh, so powerful,
So, shoot me down, ship me out, our union is so beautiful.
I know that you feel regret for what you have to do,
but, I understand the high demand, so I'll give myself to you.
Chorus:
So, pick me, take me.
I'll make this sacrifice for you.
Your hunger's more important, so I'm willing to see this through,
Take me, pick me,
I can't feel the pain.
If you don't think about it, then you can stay sane, stay sane.
Chorus 2:
Thank you, thank you,
I know you're doing all you can do,
to make my death quick so that you can send the next one through,
Thank you, thank you,
for pushing me so far,
so that the only relief I get is on the floor of the abattoir.
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10. |
Mind's Eye
04:21
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Chorus:
Oh eyes, oh mind, surprise, confined. Ascent to the brain, psychedelic ghost train, open up it’s never the same, but nightly held by this chain, mind's eye, mind's, eye, mind's eye, open wide.
Verse 1:
Swimming through the thoughts of last, our present’s just our future’s past, hypnotic state of mind, un-ravel the answers you find.
Chorus:
Oh eyes, oh mind, surprise, confined. Ascent to the brain, psychedelic ghost train, open up it’s never the same, but nightly held by this chain, mind's eye, mind's, eye, mind's eye, open wide.
Verse 2:
Dancing through the memories vast, our present’s just our future’s past, I’ll be the letters that you signed, just point me to the dotted line.
Chorus:
Oh eyes, oh mind, surprise, confined. Ascent to the brain, psychedelic ghost train, open up it’s never the same, but nightly held by this chain, mind's eye, mind's, eye, mind's eye, open wide. x4
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Straight outta Tomintoul! Marauding down from the Highlands, Bratakus are two sisters who play politically charged punk rock 'n' roll. They are fast, furious and full of righteous rage. Kicking out the jams with minimal nonsense and maximum ragged attitude. ... more
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