First one in a while, rather angry.

Hate holds me up and anxiety brings me down, what’s that you see on my face? A frown. A physical manifestation of all the macho gesticulation, degradation and miseducation of a generation that is force fed, bled and told to listen to other music instead. With all that stuck in your head, how the fuck are you supposed to move forward in life? Letting...

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Have you ever thought that you’ve had enough of love?  That every single heartbeat comes with a push or a shove? That even the most sincere of hearts, can be plagued, both at the beginning and the start? Well, let me offer you some advice, I won’t say this twice, so listen closely. They never chose me, I chose them, and from there ‘love’ did stem. But I didn’t love, I would condemn, this poor youn...

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And if actions speak louder than words, then I'm the most deafening noise you've heard.

'Cause all the mistakes that I've made, all the people that I've changed, the little things that I wish had stayed the same. If I'm to blame, for all of these things, then take me to the edge of the world and we will sing, shout it out from the sky, that I should die and how everyone knows why.

But it's s...

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See, we don't have much, doing our best just to stay in touch. Mobile communication is out of range, so how the fuck do we stay unestranged?

Walking the street I'll see a familar face, they'll take me back to their place, and yeah we'll have a drink or two, make a plan and see what we can do.

'Cause the big city's right on our front porch, we're some kind of movement and we carry a torch, an...

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There's something sweet about, living life your own way, blaze a trail in the sky and watch the haters roll away. Haters? Yeah, I've had a lot of those, and I suppose that it's due to some of the choices that I chose. But I wasn't of sound mind, see, people like me give in too easily, to the voices inside their head, rather than going to bed, I decided to stay awake with three grams of coke up my ...

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So I speak rough, yeah I’m street tough but that’s only ‘cause the world hasn’t given me enough. Or maybe I need to give something back, heart attack, all messed up ‘cause I couldn’t take the flack, of what the Earth would give to me, pathetic fallacy, it’s starting to rain and all my gear is wet ‘cause I can’t afford a rucksack. There’s holes in my shoes, what’s a boy to do when you get laughed a...

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