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I often think about the person that you would become, But it's a waste of time cause my friend you're gone, and since you're gone life's a bit less fun Time eases pain, words can do so too, I was so down when we lost you I wish you were still around
You left a place empty Like a party with no whisky A wilted flower, a broken dream, you meant a whole lot to our team A void that never will be filled, a pain that won’t ever be healed
The world has changed, not for the best, conformism has won the game We see the same brands everywhere, I see the same bands everywhere From NYC to Tokyo, overwhelmed with commercial logos Standardized music for the masses, if you were still here we’d kick some asses
The world is so sad below now Hipsters play on my stereo Not a pretty picture, what about the future? Mediocrity is taking over, we expected something better We all miss you back here
You left a place empty, like a party with no whisky A void that never will be filled, a pain that won’t ever be healed
We are, we are not all the same Originality’s not a shame, enjoy your life outside the frame I wish you were still around
You left a place empty A fuckin’ place empty
There was a time when music meant something. Punk was a sound, a working-class alarm, Call it rebellion, revolution, but never fashion. Fuck these clichés, fuck these kids and their dress codes. Punk means freedom you probably missed or misunderstood something. This world is sad, apathetic and amnesic. I'm bored of hearing the same songs, from the same bands, see the same brands in every fuckin city all around the world. Capitalism breeds conformity, and we're all guilty, conformism is capitalism's weapon. Everybody watches and likes the same movies, reads the same books, it's so boring, don't forget we are fucking unique
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