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You're sad all your hopes and dreams come crashing on the floor
There's not a lot to what you thought was something more
Thought there'd be a gateway or some kind of golden arch
Realize you're just a solider marching with the fascist march
(chorus)- Religious Bullshit in my head, to much propaganda said
Preachers begging on TV, give god all your money!
You've given half your paycheck for over 20 years
And all you got to show is a mind thats full of fears
I bet you feel stupid for all the bullshit that you said
Jesus doesnt love you cuz jesus is dead!
(chorus)- Religious Bullshit in my head, to much propaganda said
Preachers begging on TV, give god all your money!
Faith & religion only causing fear and death
Brainwash the mortals till their final breath
No one can save you cuz god isn't real
Your whole lifes been a lie, how does it feel?
(chorus)- Religious Bullshit in my head, to much propaganda said
Preachers begging on TV, give god all your money!!!
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The Boss
01:12
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I'm the Boss im the best i always dress to impress
Don't you bitch dont you moan i'll make you wish you were never born
Make you slave from 9-5, make you wish you werent alive
(chorus)-If you're working all your life, time and freedom are you price
no ones getting paid, you're living in a cage
There are no fucking breaks, business is my life
To busy giving orders so Pedro fucks my wife
Wasted 50 yrs getting to the top
Greedy piece of shit is what they'll say when i rot
(chorus)-if you're working all your life time and freedom are the price
no ones getting paid, you're iving in a cage
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Dr. DIY
02:05
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Wanna sleep but cant sit still, last solution is a power drill
Endless thoughts flood your brain, lobotomy will make you sane
Cannot sleep, lost your peak, face hurts your bodys weak
Make a call he does it all, puts your brains on the wall
Close your eyes, hold your breath, just relax it's only death
Dr. DIY no phd involved, drills a hole and all your problems solved
Cannot sleep, lost your peak, face hurts your bodys weak
Make a call he does it all, puts your brains on the wall
DR. DIY! DR. DIY!
Wanna sleep, but cant sit still last solution is a power drill
Endless thoughts flood your brain, lobotomy will make you sane
Close your eyes hold your breath, just relax its only death
Dr. DIY no phd involved, drills a hole and all your problems solved
DR.DIY! DR. DIY, DR. DIY, Dr. Diyyyyyyy!!!!!
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G.O.A
01:53
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Let Us Play
01:11
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Pack it up, time to leave
Here comes the pigs, dodge and weave
Snatch the keg, cuff the kids
Boys in blue always win
Fuck you sir, its a free country
So im drunk, just let me be
Think that you're a super cop
But you're just a reject jock
Look at you, so tough and big
Do they know, you tear gas kids?
Kill the cops, so we can play
Or they'll shut us down another day
(chorus)- Why dont you just fucking go
So we can play our fucking show
We dont got a place to be
We're just bored, cant you see?
(X2)
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G.O.A South Lake Tahoe, California
We've been around since july of 09'. Lived in 2 different cities (San Pedro/ Lake Tahoe) and have had two line ups on different e.p.s. Our songs are fast in your face true life experiences not meant for the faint of heart.
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