1. |
Reality Check
02:52
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You want to get away
You want to leave it behind
You want to forget about the problems that you have
But they come back twice as strong
No matter how you live
No escape from reality
Wherever you gonna be
No escape from reality
Where so many stupid fucks want to get you on your knees
Where their bloody lies is all what you gonna hear
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2. |
Glory Days
02:28
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We talk about glory days
Because that’s all what’s left
We reached the point where there’s no turning back
We dropped some old ideals
Adapted to the world we live
We found new ways but we’ve never forgotten who we used to be
Some say we’re odd
We don’t give a fuck anyway
It won’t be long
Until we make our way
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3. |
The Line
03:14
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You fucks keep selling this bullshit
To young and troubled minds
Feed heads with catchy slogans
Lure deluded folk with your lies
Success stories that you're telling
Are miles away from reality
Random scapegoats for the angry
Making you what you aim to be
This is the end of the line
Enough is enough
This time we won't be pushed around
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4. |
Out Of Sight
02:46
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Not sure who you are
And what you seek
Lost souls & unfortunate ones
This kind of bullshit
Makes me sick
You're too loose to stay on the ground
Who you are
What you seek
How you look
Makes me sick
You're fighting battles
You're not bound to win
Keep changing colours and flags
Don't mind you losing
I'm fine with it
Just stay off our ways
Who you are
What you seek
How you look
Makes me sick
I see your face
I'm more sick than ever
Get out of my sight
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