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Forgive Yourself
00:52
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Don't stand around and wait for forgiveness
Some people don't forget and that's a fact to deal with
Sitting around ain't gonna erase your enemies
And is having enemies such a bad thing?
That just means that you once stood for something
How can you save the world when you won't even save yourself?
And I say "won't", 'cause "can't" just ain't a thing
Don't give in, keep spitting in the wind
People come and go, so don't do your head in
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2. |
Snake Pit
05:01
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Beat a pedestrian with some pills in your gut
Swollen from a motherfucking side effect
No one else knows that it's just a cry for help
Just a security guard that just had you held in chains
Trapped in a motherfucking mental state
Gone up and down this road before, but now it's too late
Sick of fucking counting days until you collapse
During good days it's only a matter of time 'till relapse
You'll know someday
Why you wallow
Why you sweat so fucking much
The stress it shows in the palm of your hands
And your twitching eyes
It's only a matter of time before you fall
Deeper than you've ever been before
'Cause breaking down was never meant to hurt another
It's just a bruise and he'll be back by supper
It had to be done so you could get what you needed
In a search for a point of no return
But you'd never think they'd actually think of it
But they did it, put you in a fucking snake pit
They never realised, nor ever saw
The scratch marks behind your fucking bedroom door
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Distortion
02:04
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Man, do yourself a favour
Don't see yourself through mirrors
'Cause mirrors all distort
The truth as a resort
As your eyes are just lenses
It's easy to project
One's reality as the right prospect
Tendencies to object
Thread carefully when you retrospect
Building your nest
You forcefully rest
Inhabile from distress
Putting your inertia to the test
Stop filling your head with ideas
Where you look to despair
Don't think you belong in the bottle you squeeze
Fuck your generic scare
Do yourself a favour
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4. |
Stockholm Syndrome
02:49
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Oooh
We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but
You're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh, give you up)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but
You're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
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I En Sal På Hospitalet
03:55
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I en sal på hospitalet
Hvor de hvite senger står
Lå en liten brystsvak pike
Mild og god med gyllent hår
Alles hjerte vant den lille
Der hun lå så mild og god
Bar sin smerte uten klage
som et barn med freidig mot
Piken hvisket til sin lege
som ved hennes seng han stod
"Får jeg komme hjem til Påske
får jeg komme hjem til mor?"
Legen svarer henne stille
"Nei, mitt barn det knapt jeg tror
men til Pinse kan det hende
du får komme hjem til mor"
Pinsen kom med grønne skoger
Blomster over mark og eng
Men den lille lå der stille
Fengslet til sin sykeseng
Og når høsten ubarmhjertelig
Ryster hennes svake brøst
Spør hun en gang innimellom
"Får jeg komme hjem i høst?"
Legen svarer henne ikke
Stryker hennes gyldne hår
Det er tårer i hans øyne
Når han vender seg og går
Høsten kom med fred ifølge
Julens glade budskap kom
Men den lilles røst var stille
Og den lilles seng sto tom
Og av venner ble hun hentet
Under sneens kalde skrud
Endt var hennes lange vente
Hun kom aldri hjem til gud
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Forehead Split Oslo, Norway
Oslo-based punk band. We're about to release a 6-track 7" called Losing Touch on Byllepest Distro recorded at Endless Tinnitus Studio by Anders Krokedal.
Also two songs from a session we called Hausmania Sessions 2015.
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