1. |
World On Fire
03:01
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Sound bites, slogans empty words,
The rumbles of fascism that emerge,
It was in our reach, we could have had it all,
But you sided with the selfish hoard.
Cut off your nose to spite your face,
Throw yourself to the devil's embrace,
The bricks crumble down,
The bodies mount higher,
While the world burns in a ball of fire.
Their lies will fuel your misplaced rage,
While you bust your ass on minimum wage,
Set you loose and then blame you all,
The spark that ignites a civil War.
They will lie to you,
Chew you up and spit you out,
They will lie to you,
Chew you up and spit you out!
Cut off your nose to spite your face,
Throw yourself to the devil's embrace,
The bricks crumble down,
The bodies mount higher,
While the world burns in a ball of fire!
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2. |
Blood
03:41
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Don't tell me what I want, or what I need,
you are the only one, who makes bleed yeah.
I can't get through, or underneath,
It's tearing me apart, it's giving me fatigue yeah.
Don't tell me what I want, or what I need,
you are the only one, who makes bleed yeah.
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3. |
Rotten
04:41
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I had a rotten tooth,
I couldn't bear the pain,
Tried to rip it out,
But it came back again,
It started with one,
But now they're haemorrhaging,
It started with one,
I saw it coming,
I had a rotten tooth,
I couldn't bear the pain,
Tried to rip it out,
But it came remained the same,
It's hard to ignore the bad apple in the crowd,
It's hard to ignore the bad apple in the crowd,
I had a rotten tooth,
I couldn't bear the pain,
Tried to rip it out,
But it came back again,
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4. |
Con
04:22
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Released to the community,
Property of her majesty the queen,
£40 in your pocket,
Pull your socks up get on with it,
Train station enough for a ticket,
Not drank for weeks,
Just one you'll sort something out,
Pull your socks up get on with it,
What are you supposed to do?
Who is on your side?
Neither here nor there,
Nowhere for you to hide.
Released to the community,
Property of her majesty the queen,
Nowhere to lay your head tonight,
pull your socks up get on with it,
What are you supposed to do?
Who is on your side?
Neither here nor there,
Nowhere for you to hide.
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5. |
Benzo
06:03
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Benzodiazepine boy, you're putting me to sleep,
Benzodiazepine boy you really are a creep.
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CreepCave Plymouth, UK
📍Plymouth, UK
Grunge, fuzzy sounds & prickly undertones.
Creating music about political and gender issues ✌🏼🏳️🌈
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Bessie - Guitar
Alex - Vocals
Amy - Bass, vocals
Shivi - Drums
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