1. |
Throw The First Bomb
03:10
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Every country was built by wars
Raised with the blood and sweat of the poor
Divided by lines carved with the knife
Of the ones that sent our ancestors to fight
To kill brothers called enemies
And take what wasn’t theirs through brutatily
What’s the point of nationalism
What’s the point of being proud of a flag drawn by capitalism
Look in the mirror what do you see
A nose to breathe a mouth to talk shit
A shaved head with nothing in it
And eyes that see only white and black
For who’s got brain is hard to see
The reasons you have to hate other ethnicities
The only explanation for your race preservation
Is ignorance with, with depravation
Racism is a disease that must be erased
No matter what it takes, violence not peace
Armed to the teeth, throw the first bomb
Let’s start a war against nazi scum
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2. |
Madness
03:29
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nobody's safe, nobody's innocent
we haven't grown up we've been built
just like machines but programmed by the past
who we are is nothing else
than
the consequence of the problems
We have created and never solved
Abusive parents, violence, bullism
sorrow cries fade out within 4 walls
Never heard, a monster has born
a monster with no control
Torn between hate and hope
All the abuse takes its toll
Silent signs of deviation
Trigger alienation
Left on their own with their knife on a roll
Busted too late when nothing
Can be learned
There can’t be a solution
If lights are only on welfare
while body bags fold misery
left to rot into a future of filth
is it fair to blame a victim?
madness is not in human
Blood
Led by repression fed by fear
Thrilled by the blood splatter in the air
jails electric chairs and pills
nothing changed and never will
Misery and madness
Still making victims
That point their blades
On other victims
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3. |
Nothing to Blame
02:27
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precarious balance on the edge of a war
unbearable anger draggin to a dead weight fall
cognition decay, mental disarray
prone to destroy everything on its way
am I going insane
charges of blood overflow my brain
feeling the heat coming up
will broken knuckles turn off the rush?
sometimes I feel like I can face an army
but inside I’m as weak as an iceberg in flames
a cold soul can’t stand a mass on fire
I’m melting down, as hopes fade
what’s to come after this
will I crash my head into nothing again
I have too many questions
and nothing to blame
no one can help it’s all up to me
but what can I do if what’s taking over is insanity
empty thoughts fill up my mind
and let impulses prevail all the way
I tried pills that made harder my struggle
drowned my sanity in empty bottles
violence arise!
and set me free
I won’t wait and let fate in control
this is my life and it’s my role
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4. |
No Exit
03:10
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i'm so tired to run/ on this dark way
Anywhere i turn / i see no escape
it's all black / i cant see the light
that could help me out to make my fuckin life right
it's so hard / to see through the fog
walking on blindfolded/ against the walls
every solution seems a fuckin complication
I’m sick I’m sick I’m sick of this frustration
i cant stand anymore this endless way
with no exit at all, i'm sick of this fuckin pressure
i'm sick of looking for an exit
every way i take it just hurts, and doesnt lead anywhere,
i'm sick of these fuckin walls
bricking up every fuckin door
many ways to take but no way to choose
i cant see what i would gain or lose
I’ll hit the way just following my istinct
ignoring what i will be missing
i'd rather going nowhere than be stuck at the point
where i wonder “how the fuck do i go on without a choice”
I won’t take the lit way
That stinks to me, where everything’s a fraud
that's lame and easy, not built for me
a one way street to conformity
Where sheep compete to be the same
Striving for mediocracy
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5. |
To The Fallen
03:12
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Pushing through a sick world
That doesn’t change, and can’t be called home
Friends are always there so that we feel less alone
But when memories have no chance to repeat
Due to another heart ceasing to beat
One reason to fight for becomes one reason less to live
To our fallen brothers
Killed by a sick world
To our fallen brothers
That chose to go
I wish I could have known- you had me to rely on
To our fallen sisters
Killed by a sick world
And to all the ones
Who don’t feel strong enough
For the shit that makes life tough
Count on me if you cannot make it on your own
So many memories I’ll never forget
So many beers, laughs, cries shows and broken glass
Carved my soul with your name on it
Inside of me you never died
Your heart will always beat through mine
And I’ll stay true
Cause friendship is death-proof
When you’re on the edge about to fall off
Remember your friends and who you care for
Here for you to solve this mess
Never forget you’re not in it alone
To the fallen x2
What if you’d have heard this song before you killed yourself
And if you’re falling x2
YOURE NOT ALONE
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6. |
Wanted Dead
04:16
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***TRIGGER WARNING***
This loss of words has to fuckin end
My hate and anger want them dead
Cause I can’t take anymore
Whats everyday on the news
They are the ones who light on my fuse
Visual messages on tv screen
Brought to you by icons of inequality
Sexualized bodies denigrated personality
Like objects and toys for the joy of the boys
Sluts or saints, no middle way
macho’s affirmation through the devotion
of their preys
It makes me sick to see what is evident
Women are for the most men irrelevant
Mistreatment and domestic violence
Fear to have a say it’s all kept in silence
Beaten and trapped in a cage called home
Oppressed repressed controlled and abused
There’s a no hope wall built in their head
Called submission where they’ve been led
Self blamed and ashamed to feel wrong
But these are feelings they don’t belong
The sound of steps and shades in the dark
Wet crying eyes and screams through the park
Break the silence of a city in the fog
While the wounds and sorrow pollute like smog
As the articles stays on newspapers page
The rapist in 6 months will be back to rape
And the victim got no apology no justice no peace
It’s hard to forget, impossible to forgive
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7. |
Ain't OK
02:39
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You want money I don’t have
and never respond my emails
the bills pile up but I don’t know why
Ive never needed a doc
You never spent a cent
but still I’m the one who has to pay
waiting for answers that take months to come
still shit ain’t solved
I’m losing my hair I’m losing my mind
I have a solution but still no reply
your health care sucks you take all I have
and then turn your back
“it’s no big deal just pay, it’s only half your wage”
WHAT DID YOU SAY?!
I’m losing my mental health
provider of rage
this is “paperwar” I cant win
office rampage
waiting to know how much I own
You make me age faster
I hate paperwork
beaurocracy disaster
come for my stuff be my guest,
for sure you won’t find me
did you have the wrong address? not sorry for the glitch
did you expect a welcome cake and open arms?
next time you’ll find me baking machine guns
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8. |
Dark Places
02:23
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You rise like sun as I open my eyes
And burn me alive from the inside
You won’t leave me alone not even by night
Look upon me and bug me under the moonlight
Sometimes smiles taste like fake
True ones fade when I awake
In this place where dreams come true
Only when they let you down
(When they turn back on truth)
When I open my eyes I hope you’ve gone
But you’re there to kick in with the routine
You take away my motives to change
Tying me down to this ball and chain
Expecting the best, to then feel the worst
Punched in the face and set back to my place
Dark places of my mind prevail on the light
Waiting for a sun to end this fight
You’re the cause of every problem I get
You’re a vicious circle that never breaks
You’ve been my depression
for over 10 years
hiding and planning on my death
pointing the gun at my head
No trigger has been pulled yet
Cause I’m the safety lever and I’m still set
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9. |
Nessuno Dietro
02:26
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Ventotto, che sarà mai
Forse troppi ma non me li dai
Ma è un cuore di pietra,
che non puoi scolpire
Dove le speranze sono lasciate
A marcire, come le promesse
Frasate da bugie sconnesse
Dal mondo reale e meschino
Dove l’amor proprio te lo devi sudare
Torno bambino, da solo
Con l’ansia negli occhi e il groppo in gola
Ma non cerco più
Per non perder, di nuovo
Un episodio, che riflette
sogni e aspettative
Imposte da altri, che guardano
Un triste show che da loro
Conforto
Vedo tutti avanti e nessuno dietro come se
Fosse una gara
a cui non prendo parte
Il fallimento degli altri rincuora
E distrugge dentro chi ancora ci prova
E non importa più se stai bene o male
Finché...
C’è chi sta peggio di te
Tutti avanti e nessuno dietro
É una gara a cui non prendo parte
Ma per la gente sono il perdente
Il fallimento degli altri rincuora
E distrugge dentro chi ancora ci prova
E non importa più se stai bene
O male
Finché c’è chi sta peggio di te
***TRANSLATION***
28, not a big deal
Maybe too old, but I hide it well
It’s a heart of stone that you can’t carve
Where hopes are left to rot
Like those promises
Phrased by lies disconnected
From the real and mean world
Where for self love you have to sweat
I go back to when I was a kid, alone
With anxiety in the eyes and lump in the throat
But I don’t search anymore, so I don’t lose again
Episodes that reflect on dreams and expectations
Imposed by others that are watching
A sad show that gives them consolation
I see everybody ahead and no one behind
Like it was
a race I don’t take part in
But for the people I’m losing
Others’ failure cheers up
But destroys inside who’s still trying
And doesn’t matter anymore whether you feel good or bad as long…
There’s who’s more miserable than you
Everyone ahead, no one behind
It’s a race I don’t take part in
But for the people I’m losing
Others’ failure cheers up
But destroys inside who’s still trying
And doesn’t matter anymore whether you feel good or bad
As long there’s who’s more miserable than you
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10. |
Bruised 'n' Hungover
03:16
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I DONT WANNA LIVE LIKE THIS
I dont wanna be part of it
PART OF SOMETHING I CANT FIT
I wanna live my life without you in it
I DONT WANT A COMPROMISE
I dont want you to tell me how to live my life
I WANNA LIVE FOR MYSELF
I will quit this shit and drive to hell
WORK quit TRAVEL repeat
Drink and forget what was set for me
DRINK fuck AND GET IN THE PIT
bruised and hungover with the smile on my face
I DONT WANNA LIVE IN STRESS
i dont wanna break my back
I DONT WANNA WORRY ABOUT BILLS
i dont wanna play your game that kills
MY FREEDOM, NOT SUPPOSED TO BE EARNED
depending on a wage closed within 4 walls
TIME GOES BY, BREAKIN MY SPINE
old with a stick, is then when i get to be free?
Work
Sleep
Repeat
DOESNT WORK FOR ME
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11. |
The Last Tragedy
03:34
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It’s slowly coming by
The end is right before
Our eyes
This might be the last tragedy
This might be the end
Is it time we fade away
And cough our last breath
Don’t open the door
Don’t let them in
You’ve got no one to trust
But all to fear
They’re wild wild and free
Affected by human greed
Raise your gun
Have no remorse
You’re alone on survival mode
You have a choice whether you like it or not
Kill and survive or give up and rot
Human kind is meant to self destruct
And I can’t wait to see us rot
What will you do when it’s all through
What will you do when you’re left for dead
What will you do when the only rule
Is eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth
Paranoia rises, madness prevails
The same will be the ones who fail
There is no time for desserts
When all you can eat is your neighbor’s rotten flesh
This might be the last tragedy
This might be the end
Is it time we fade away and cough our last breath
Spit the dust of destruction
That our race has spread
In the plan of evolution
There’s no place for absolution
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