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Passion Ain't a Fashion
02:19
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I Got Nothing
01:54
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I want the dream but i got the nightmare
It never fucking works out for me
I can’t belong here, I cant afford to
Everything is on top of me
Its what we live for, Its what we need
But with too much it can lead to greed
It holds us back, its traps us down
But paying back is the only way out!
I got nothing
Nothing at all
Nothing to gain from this
Nothing at all
Fuck the battle of reality
I need more possibilities
Day after day is the old same thing
Fight my battle i can never win
People fight and people die
For those pieces of paper that keeps us alive
I never can and never be
That person who I wanna be
I got the nightmare but I can only dream
Where something works out for me
Every obstacle I ever face
And every wall I cannot break
Whatever I do, whatever i say
Will come back to haunt me some day
I’m always trapped, it holds me back
When the fuck is it gonna end?!
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Revolt
00:29
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Do You Feel Like a Man?
00:32
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Daily News
02:24
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Fall Children Exeter, UK
"Grubby little snotty brats from a boring town playing fast hardcore = what dreams are made of"
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