1. |
Quarantine cop
00:49
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Fear and depression raised your Inner cop
Pretend drone control to arrest your neighbor
Click on news
And have your say
At all costs
Neighborhood hero
Last minute doctor
Point your finger
Fuck off!
Inner cop - Outside prick
You’re the control paranoid
Reveal yourself clear to us
There’s a cop inside your mind
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2. |
Frustration
00:48
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Dragging on this non-life of vexation,
There’s no way outta frustration
Go to work, sweat and die
Go to church and knock your chest
Get in line, don't ask why
Get in line and pull the plug
Don’t ask for reason
Just give up
Just give(the)fuck up
Grow up, give up, so you're realized!
Grow up, give up, so you’re neutralized!
GIVE UP!
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3. |
Admin of truth
00:57
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Substructure of made up truths
Blurring fools all nation wide
How can you drink up to this?
We sell poison for your mind
Deceive
Inveigle
Obfuscate
It’s all About pressing scapegoats
A machine that always rolls
We spare you the effort to think
To serve and protect from yourself
Deceive
Inveigle
Obfuscate
Admin of Truth
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4. |
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Just back from my day
And i’ve never been so stressed
I can’t wait to browse in
And gain all my friends respect
I signed up on this shit
To piss myself off
I signed up on socials
To show myself tough
I’m the King of scum-net
Monarch of hate shows
All Network’s Pissed Off
All Network’s Pissed Off
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5. |
Forced to extreme
00:52
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Tied up to a chair
Funnel in mouth
Drink for despair
Don’t fear drouth
It ain’t sparkling water
Nor your sunday tea
You’ll gain a broken liver
‘Cause you are forced to extreme
Forced to extreme
Forced to extreme
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6. |
Cargo cult
00:56
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Iron monsters from the superior gods
We worship the cult of aircrafts and tanks
Leftover war remnants
They built for brutality
But now they’re our Graal
their cult is alive
Disciples of the Cargo Cult!
Disciples of the Cargo Cult!
We imitate your civilised standards
We wanna live your life
The Air Cav will be back
the cult is alive
Disciples of the Cargo Cult!
Disciples of the Cargo Cult!
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7. |
An anger problem
00:30
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I’m gonna have a nervous ulcer
Don’t tell me to calm down
Just can’t take it any longer
I’m banging my head to the ground
I Got No
Anger Problem x2
Just one minor inconvenient
TV defenestration from the last floor
Drunk off all pubs in town
Crashed my car against your door
And now I feel alright
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8. |
A night at the drive-in
00:29
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Went to the drive-in
to watch some gore
but now we’re reborn
into space-tie fuckup
kills & robbery are now the law
feasts of human bodies for all
altars of madness crush this world
B-movie masters mind control
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9. |
Self-destroyers
00:34
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We got guts
We got drinks
Self-destroyers - we’re a wasted clan
Self-destroyers - it’s a Negative Path
Let’s-Get-Self-Destroyed
We got guts
We got drinks
Self-destroyer - just wanna sedate
We got nostrils
We got dust
Self-destroyers - we’re a wasted clan
Self-destroyers - it’s a Negative Path
Let’s Get Self Destroyed!
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10. |
Winds of death
01:19
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It's out from me
I'm the culprit
It's too late now
Smell it until you die
Winds of death
Burn my lungs
Storm of stress
Inside my ass
When you're relaxed
When you least expect it
They strike again
Everyone points finger at me
Winds of death
Storm of stress
Winds of death
Winds of death
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Negative Path Palermo, Italy
Dario - Drums
Carlo - Solo and Hawaiian Guitar
Giorgio - Guitar
Krosty - Bass
Totò - Vocals
Hardcore punk since 2017
negativepath0@gmail.com
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