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No Filter
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No Filter è stato pubblicato il 3 marzo 2023 da DARKONIAN RECORDS come parte dell'album Daylight's End
3 marzo 2023
EtichettaDARKONIAN RECORDS
LinguaEnglish
BPM73
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

Load up on guns
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self-assured
Oh no I know
A dirty word
Load up on guns
Load up on guns
Load up on guns
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose
Fun to pretend
That everything's the way you want it huh
Numbing the stress
That separates your brain now outta touch
Drugs to the neck
Like guns to the head
Like Russian roulette
A deadly game that illustrates
With shades of blood
You're breaking up
Your frequency lost
Most human beings
We breed no decency
No belief in a God
So we
Climb inside of a bottle
Til the pain is bottled up
Liquor pills
It's all the same
A loss of trust
Trust for yourself
Trust for a higher purpose
Stuck in your shell
Seal and cut the light
With blinds and curtains
Eyes of the hermit
Leaving the house
Brings out the paranoia
Load up on guns
Because the world
Outsides a war zone
More importantly
Got to get over ourselves first
Face to face
With things that scare you most
Invade you with terror
Out of the smoke it slithers
Fears and phobias crept
Clouds and approaching mirrors
Spirits echo through my breath
Mysteries of mescaline
Deciphered ways
To watch the lights develop
Blindfolded
Fourteen hours
On the highest grade of psychedelics
Sign the message
Initialed by the energy
Heightened senses
Define my rhythm
Written by infectious dreams
Strengthen your soul
For the wolves are out to get you
Devil comes in many forms
Whether your best friend
Or that fresh betrayal
Face of a stranger
Insatiable new shape of a woman
Take a breath
Collect your ammo
The dirty world
Will lay its hooks in
Load up on guns
Load up on guns
Load up on guns
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose
Fun to pretend
That society isn't brain dead
What lies beneath every breath
Are lies to disguise their faces
Puppeteers
Pulling the strings on your back
Chameleons in constant mutation
Computing the extinction of man
Warped minds
Rulers with sick agendas
Bullying the planet
Polluting our independence
They poison us with pain
Like skewers into our tendons
Bruises that mark vein
Of drug abusers who were fed them
Meds due to Perdue
And other pharmaceutical henchmen
Godless men fueling a generation
With toxic tools and a death wish
The brutal truth
Wipe away illusion
Climb outside the gates
And shake this simulated institution
Tomb full of sinners
Where gods are imitated by sick humans
Again misuses
Of power
Pinpointing
The point
That their position
Is abused
And sits upon a throne of blood
Win or lose
Split the noose
Load up on guns
Load up on guns
Load up on guns
Load up on guns
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Written by: Joshua Michael Gibbons, Robert Knopick
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