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Wake-up Call
01:04
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Forcefed unity and hardcore
shoved down our throats
Written by a bunch of fucking jocks
Bullshit morality
is what they promote
Values reflecting society at large
will never pose a threat
Individualistic status quo
tear it down without regret
Empty words teach us nothing
Idle minds corrupted
Indoctrinated
with a single-serving truth
Wake up from your hardcore ruse
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Pat On The Back
00:50
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I fucking hate to pat you on the back
To kiss your ass rather than to give you feedback
Instead of discussing and giving critique
We embrace each other's blatant bullshit
Being friends doesn't mean to always agree
Afraid of being different breeds conformity
Conformity is bullshit!
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Unity Stomper
01:36
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I'm sick of all these guys, just here to measure cocks
And I don't want no unity with drug abusing jocks
Hardcore's more than music not a scene like any other
You're just a consumer and you'll never be my brother
Scene unity? A fucking joke!
The X on your hand don't make your actions ok
No room for critique, but still we scream and shout
If we all must get along, then count me the fuck out
A big family?! Not a fucking chance
I only feel disgust for this laissez faire romance!
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No Room For Elites
00:52
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You think your word is law - Fuck you fuck you
You'll draw the shortest straw - Fuck you fuck you
You think you control the course - Fuck you fuck you
We'll knock you off your high horse - Fuck you fuck you
No room for elites
(You're) no better no worse
No room for elites
Hierarchy's a fucking curse
Who is kept guessing
Who calls the shots
Who is kept down as the intellectual have nots
Why should we listend to a single fucking word you say
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I'll free ride the tram it's too fucking expensive
But the ticket controls have become so extensive
A few more stops, and i'll be home free
Then those facists decide to bust me
You are a fascist and collegues too
Working in groups so no one will shank you
Making a living busting the poor
I'll break through you to get to the door
Your grandpa was a guard in a nazi camp
Now your here to check my ticket stamp
Your dad was a blackleg, you fucking jerk
You carry their tradition in your line of work
Knivad i Frölunda, lämnad att dö
Sånna som du ska ha vagnslaster med spö
Jävla låtsas-snut!
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What Do You Want
01:23
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Buy the demo, buy the shirt
Dance your ass off till it hurts
An alternative market, devoid of thought
That was never, what I sought
What do you want?
Why, how, when?
Think, think, think!
It's your only weapon
Alternative values, a place to grow
Social defiance in the shape of a show
Hardcore could be worth much more
Than the fee paid at the door
What do you want?
Why, how, when?
Think, think, think!
Your brain is a weapon
What the fuck do you really want?
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Addict
00:50
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Hear you say this
Hear you say that
I hear the values of a spoiled brat
Who found comfort in a set of rules
and enjoy telling other people what to do
Straight Edge is a framework of ideas
It's a tool on the path to being free
Reflection, renewal and rethinking is a must
If you think you're done, I know you're getting lost
You're still an addict if you look inside
Beneath a hardend crust weakness recide
Sugar, TV, caffein or video games
Addiction holds you captive, all the same
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Seasons In The Scene
01:10
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Mosh warriors gone flannel jocks
Show tough guys now wussy fucks
Turning your coats over and over again
If it was just clothes I would'nt bother
But opinions and morals are thrown out
Most of you douche bags dropped the fuck out
Used to be vegan, used to be edge
Now drug rehab is what's next
Stay fucking true
Don't jock the edge (and) don't jock the 'core
Coat turning is such a fucking bore
Trends in this scene is just another poison
Stop hammering nails in its coffin
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