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THE TRUTH
03:01
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Someone tried to patent
His version of the truth
As the one and only
To become king of all fools
Oh little did he know of what it
means to be sincere
King of fools he already was
That one thing is crystal clear
You are always right and
I am always wrong
Baby that’s just how the story goes
Your blinders make you strong
In your echo chamber
You reveal the truth
You're identifying every lie
Deporting all „fake news“
You are right
you keep preaching alternative facts
your black mirror swallows and reflects
He then slowly summoned
A hardline entourage
Unquestioned repetition
Ingesting all he barked – no!
Not a single view was shed
Beneath his little realm
His walls where getting higher
Excluding everything that's calm
You are always right and
That’s just how it is
And a self-containing filter bubble
Can be such a bliss
In your small empire
You are reigning tough
Every lie can turn into the truth
Unchallenged long enough
He Remains unable
To allow the least amount
Of criticism and discussion
So you see:
No doubt requires no proof at all
This is the truth?
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2. |
OLD BONES
03:05
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I Can't fight it
No longer hide it
I'm getting older and I can't deny it
Feeling wasted
Sophisticated
without a trace my fucking youth has faded
good old times trying to maintain
wanna repeat it but it ain't the same
Booze and noise lost their appeal
and a vision of old bones is now becoming real
I can't fight it
no longer hide it
my mirror asking me just where my youth went
Take back all this
'cos It won't be missed
Getting older ain't what I decided
as my life will grind
the face of time
is coming around again
scars and bruises hide
the truth inside
will i be crawling until the end?
Will i ever find some
peace of mind
or am i wasting another day?
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3. |
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Prayed for a heart - but got stone
One in a million, more than alone
Another lost soul in a city of ghosts
A sacrifice to anonymous hosts
People without a face
Destroy, improve, erase
Nothing more than a trace
This city is a cold case
I see it in your eyes
You’re wearing a disguise
Protecting what lies underneath
A treatment for this modern life disease
It’s written in your face
You’ve fallen far from grace
Your masquerade begins to show
Your broken dreams and disillusion
There's no peace to be found here
No fulfillment, no real gains
Love and friendship reduced to data
The machine has torn it's chains / has killed its maker
Believe!
Deny!
We get dragged into a black hole
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4. |
ON THE EDGE
03:10
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New day, new beginning
Catching on - right where I left off
Always strife to becoming better
Draw strength from yesterday
I can move those mountains
Just with my bare hands and feet
And my sharpest weapon is my
Inspiration
Imagination
Without explanation
And in the end there’s something new to share
No fear of falling
Your actions carry faith within
Your mind, your feelings
You‘ll never be the same
I’m on the edge – i'm ready
To feel the spark again
So bold, so pure, so heavy
Light the torch and sow the seeds of
Inspiration
Imagination
Without explanation
And in the end there’s something new to share
No fear of falling
Your actions carry faith within
Your mind, your feelings
You‘ll never be the same again
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5. |
HUMBLEBEE
04:09
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Chilling in the dark room
Somebody’s getting fucked soon
I’ve got nothing to do
Listening to some nice tunes
Now I‘m in the right mood
The bass makes me go: WOOP
I’ve got nothing to do
That track is pretty dope dude
Friday, FEIERABEND
How did I get here?
Lame ass party, drunk as shit
As my ears just sense a hit
(and this one goes like)
cut the crowd and make my way through
Like Moses split Sea
crowded dancefloor, sceptic faces
Can’t distract me from my mission
No!
I can feel it in my hair tips
My sixth sense is on alert
This song drops any second
and I prepare to throw
down
what a sick sound
I look around
but there is no one dancing
hey that’s okay
I’m having fun
my moves are hotter than the sun
My head I bow what a great show
I cannot fathom how sick this is yo
My head I bow just tell me how
anyone could not like this?!
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6. |
NOBODY SPEAKS GERMAN
04:05
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Foreign faces on the streets I used to roam.
No more Eisbein, only Sushi rolls.
Used to know my neighbors. now I can't pronounce their names.
Longtime tourists, hipsters everywhere (I go).
I see everything changing, feels like it's getting worse.
and this city's a whore blessed with a curse.
She's just hollow and faceless, rotten straight to the core
and nobody speaks german anymore.
Hola! Que tal? Scare old and poor away.
Can't grab a coffee, only a Latté.
Привет, comrad! Maybe I'm the alien now
and this place is their home. Swabians everywhere (I go).
Friendly strangers revive the Kiez with smiles.
Everchanging, not gray but colorful.
It slowly dawns on me.
Society united
in diversity
I can see the beauty
Hostility is far from truth, hospitality its proof.
Shouldn't be new to you: Thanks! means Danke!,too.
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7. |
KILLSWITCH
04:23
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It has come to my attention
That this whole „online thing“
Like a Terra Inkognita (to some)
Has a lot of plagues to bring
Drugs and guns - at your door
Child Porn and nuclear war
„jUSt one MoUSe CliCK awAy“
I just don’t know what to fucking say...!
That flyin‘ Hippo is a royal heir?
1000 bucks? That sounds fair!
Not that you would even care
I'm sure you have enough to spare
Every day gotta warn your crew
Of horny bots who still follow you
To defend against „terrorists“
Whose countries we bombed to fucking shit
If I had a killswitch I would...
Flip it once and for all
Just Flip it only once
Oh look how cute
a pussy cat in a cat suit
Never enough memes to praise
A fresh rant in your face
true is what the minion says
security is a lost race
Just fucking share away!
If you had a killswitch I would...
Flip it once and for all
Just Flip it only once
just turn the page and watch you fall
just smash the car against the wall
Ok boomer
Weird flex
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8. |
REIGN SUPREME
04:12
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here i am
still hangin on sweet memories
here i stand
and the past seems so pristine
here i am
embraced by warm nostalgia
here i stand
and the future seems so far
tempting glow's not always golden
dig deep – reveal insides
underneath romantic splendor
pounds the same old heart of ice
Nothing changed throughout the ages
Still the path remains so hard
And the same old broken record
Spinning round and round my thoughts
An endless ballad
Reign supreme
The surface seems to bear its cracks with
dignity and consciousness
Battleworn, thats for sure
Romanticized, is what I heard before
Warming visions of the old days
Emit a light that somehow blinds
The view beneath the guiding lines
is further sealing my demise
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9. |
PRODUCT
02:46
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The sun is down, no one's around
Silence is a deafening sound
The damage done, the spell is bound
Glued to displays, keep ‘em loud
Please come in, enjoy your stay
We’re leeching off you anyway
Can’t stand the silence? Have a seat
The reckoning and the receipt
Live with your mind only
Bodies go to waste
Why go out to the real world?
The simulation's got the better taste
For everything we browse appstores
Texting ‘til our fingers sore
Cellphone games ‘til we can’t no more
The downfall of our creditscore
OFFER
PRODUCT
SPECIAL DEAL
only consumption makes me feel
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10. |
REARRANGE
05:16
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you're faking it all this time
to live up to expectations
you're feeling it deep inside
you're driven and designated
pressure of society
they judge you, condemn you
is this what you want to be?
Adapted, but never free
everyone has to shine
and no one listens, they never listen
cos everything is just fine
and don't you worry, never worry
values of conformity
no room for your ideals
is this how it's got to be?
stay yourself and you are free
save yourself to get by and rearrange
save yourself, dry your eyes and rearrange
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Navocane Berlin, Germany
this is navocane.
no trends no fashion - just music and passion.
modern metal with depth and a human touch.
dancer between the worlds.
heavy and beautiful at once.
a new player in a worn out game.
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