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Our Life
03:36
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Our Life
Some years ago we started as a part of this game, nobody asked us if we are ready or not, but we gave the best, the best we ever had. We never had anything else to give, only our life to live. Never surrender, never give up until the day we die.
Live your life like there is no tomorrow, never forget your friends, they stand at your side but without them your days are ruled by constant sorrow - and this is our life.
People come, people go, you can’t remember all the names. They tell you lots of stories, rumours and lies, but we found the best, the best we’ve ever had. We never had anything else to give, only our life to live. Together we’re strong, united we stand until the day we die.
And when there is nothing more to say then I’ll still be coming around your way
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Kickdown
04:02
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Kickdown
Well gentleman, start your engine - Friday night, dressed to kill, get in the car check the dollar bill, GTO with the four on the floor, burnout baby yeah we want some more. In the club at the bar - bottoms up, not drunk so far. A bottle of whisky, lots of cigarettes, the more and more I drink - the better it gets
No one can stop us now, we are about to explode. We never look back now, just straight down the road.
So put the pedal to the metal through the floor, engine roars like thunder, opens gates of hells backdoor. So put the pedal to the metal through the floor and watch the devil penetrate this fucking whore. We kick down and hit town
Come on hard drinkers, let’s drink hard, direction downward. Wasted again no whisky in the jar, really fucked up - start the car. Out of the dark myself on the floor, blank mind in my head the encore, dusty boots and a blood red eye, the headache kills me - fuck, I wanna die
Sun goes down, lights go up, first shot, tell me to stop, the voice in my head lost control, but I don’t give a shit – that’s rock’n roll. Saturday night, dressed to kill, get in the car check the dollar bill, GTX with the four on the floor, burnout baby yeah we want some more.
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Fame & Fortune
03:37
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Fame and Fortune
Tell me what rich means to you - a brand new car or a giant castle, where you live your life all alone. You can’t take these things to your grave when you die.
Fame and fortune mean nothing to me. I love the life I live because I am free. In the end of the day nothing else matters - we are dreamers
Tell me what wealth means to you - a child worker in a foreign country, a million miles away, trying to survive. The suffering never ends but whatever, you stop at nothing
You sit on the throne in your golden office - delegate people just to rake in money.
No face no name, only a number to make your day. One day the lights go out you’ll pay for your crimes.
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One of these days
03:09
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One of these Days
Get out of my way, I’m coming down. With nothing left to do or say and the whole world is pulling me down, down to the ground.
Everyday everlasting pain, you took my life and gave it away but the memories still remain - I’m going insane
Working all day and drinking all night. Nothing you say will make it alright
One of these days everything goes wrong, one of these days all your hopes are gone, one of these days when you feel all alone - are you ready to get down
I’m out of luck, I got nothing to lose. These fucking days really suck, never had the chance to choose - I’m born to lose
6 a.m, police kicks me out of bed, handcuffs on and a gun against my head. What an incredible way to start the day. Thinking about my sins, now I have to pay
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Memento Mori
03:49
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Memento Mori
Through the dead of night, the thunder and the rain, I’m cruising down this lonely highway again. Thinking’ bout my life, lost love and broken dreams, it feels like a warm wind full of silent screams.
At the end of the road an abyss of despair, I’m screaming for help but no one is there. In the end you’re alone and you’re on your own ‘til you realize you’re finally coming home
Memento Mori - remember you shall die. Memento Mori - there’s no reason to cry. Memento Mori – it’s the dance of the dead, death spares nobody neither small nor great. Memento Mori – nobody will be spared. Memento Mori – you don’t have to be scared. Memento Mori – it’s the dance of the dead, the angel of death’s always one step ahead.
Now I’m looking back and what do I see – the meaning of life remains a mistery to me. It might be heaven and hell, petition and salvation – you will leave on your own from this final destination
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Choking Revenge Vöcklabruck, Austria
The band was founded in 2008. Loud, fast and punk is their motto since then. With Tom on drums, Body and Phil on guitar, Rene on bass and Foeny on the mic. Driven by social and political impressions as well as attributes from the “good old Rock ‘n’ Roll” lifestyle, their lyrics are broaching the reflecting zeitgeist with the right pinch of sarcasm. ... more
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