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The Die Song
I can sense, bullshit in your eyes
You are so peachy with your lies
Telling people how good you are
When you should just be put behind bars
You don’t deserve a pat on the back
But to be stabbed or hacked
Your presence is not welcome here
You might as well just disappear
Or you can just… DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE…
Kicking you in the ass would be so lovely
Not in any way will make me feel guilty
You know that you deserve the best
That is again, to be kicked in the ass
Your face just gave me a desire
To set it on fire
Hey! You freak of nature
Will this make you feel better?
I feel bad for whatever I’ve said
But I feel good if you just be dead
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Can You Hear The Ocean?
03:48
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Can You Hear the Ocean?
Everybody’s singing, “We’re going to the beach!”
I want to see the ocean, we’re driving across the bridge
Can you feel the breeze?
Well can you hear the ocean?
The sun is shining, big blue sky’s just so sweet
We’re going to have some good times, those waves we’re going to beat
Can you feel the heat?
Well can you hear the ocean?
It’s a good time to fight your fear
When you know that the party’s here
The party’s here!
Surfing all the way to heaven
Always come again for more
Take me all the way to heaven
Don’t you take me back to the shore...
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Manufactured Band
04:23
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Manufactured Band
We don’t want to be… Part of your plan
We don’t want to be… Part of your clan
Most importantly we don’t want to be…
A manufactured band!...
Turn on your TV, you can find some pretty faces
Who’ve been voted by the audience
Talents dictated by the judges
Succumbed to fate, destined by others
While having no credence
Now let’s go to some underground show
You’ll find every band they sound the same
Angrily yelling, they’re going to fuck the system
Without meaningful content
It’s fine as long there’s a sing-a-long
Take a look at what we’ve come to be
A never-ending lie
Mass validation is a mother of hypocrisy
Keep on riding on this lie…
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Noir (Bedroom session)
07:24
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Noir
Black cotton is cheap
Poor souls I could reap
Hear my mind, touch my feelings
I’m staring hopelessly at the ceiling
Medals made of honour
Deeds had turned sour
Imagine, death sentence
When no one cares for your presence
She was anxious and bitter
That’s all I could discover
Do I make you nervous?
Because there’s been too much hatred…
Among us…
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Dull Entertainment Programme Kuantan, Malaysia
Started in Kuantan, Pahang Malaysia as a 3 piece combo in 1994. With 4 independent releases spanning from 1996 to 2021 (yep, we're lazy). Now there are 5 of us and we're ready to rock N rOLD!
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