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Continual
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Continual fue lanzado el 21 de marzo de 2025 por Invada Records como parte del álbum Constant Noise
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Fecha de lanzamiento21 de marzo de 2025
Sello discográficoInvada Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Benefits
Benefits
Intérprete
Kingsley hall
Kingsley hall
Voces
Robbie Major
Robbie Major
Sintetizador, Violín
James Adrian Brown
James Adrian Brown
Sintetizador
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Kingsley hall
Kingsley hall
Composición, Letra
Robbie Major
Robbie Major
Composición
James Adrian Brown
James Adrian Brown
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
James Adrian Brown
James Adrian Brown
Producción, Ingeniería de mezcla
James Trevascus
James Trevascus
Masterización

Letra

It's continual
Everyday new shit, new shift, new grift
Promises become lies, become promises, and then they die
Forgotten about, time after time
And I'm supposed to look up to you
To respect and bask in this awesome glow of riches and power
But there's nothing
No grandeur, no glory, no style, no substance
Just endless re-runs, old cheep plastic
And it's looking all battered now, so drastic
The nation's ravaged corpse, pecked to the bone
Meaty faces feverishly grasping that impotent throne
And I'm hit by the frustration in the elation
Sat on the sidelines, watching everything turn to shit
And you want me to be happy, to rejoice in this failure
Dance like a prick as the world falls apart
Yet you bait my morals, push me to poof out my chest
To laugh in the face of the ruiners of it all
The sycophants, enablers, the liars, the fools
Under gallons and gallons and gallons of imperialist drool
As those headlines wail, shouting their fucking heads off
Gold font, black letters in the corner of the newsagent
Larry, Gordon, screaming at the counter
And I'm lazy, I know I am
But this impending defeat hangs heavy in the air
And here he comes, the stride, the glide, all busts of pride
Little or no care, the criminal parade
A paper, a tweak, a grimace, a smirk
Let's all take a trip to fucking hell and maybe work
Trial bike balaclava flies past on this road of constant repaired despair
And the curb stinks of dog shit
And the sky's caving in
I'm wet right through
It's summer, it's autumn, it's winter, it's August
Just stop having 'em on
Just stop having 'em on
Written by: James Adrian Brown, Kingsley hall, Robbie Major
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