1. |
Soul for Sale
03:03
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Sitting here completely alone
looking at the phone
Nobody's calling
Nobody cares
I am strong but what the fuck
is going on?
When you feel like you wanna die
Nothing's left except to cry
He's always down the hole
Ready and waiting to take your soul
The devil is right next to you
and he will help you to get through
this agony this misery
agony misery
When you feel like you wanna die
Nothing's left except to cry
He's always down the hole
Ready and waiting to take your soul
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2. |
Dead Man
03:43
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Look at the mirror
what do you see?
A dead man reflecting
Inside your shell
beneath your fears
do you still feel me?
I'm not that one
useful joke
not the sound of your thoughts!
I'm talking to a dead man
Walking with, talking to...
Hold your heart and your steps
Sorrow, everything you've got
Made you a bed in my dreams
You can stay here
This is not a broken heart
it's whole body ripped apart
Where you stopped I've moved on
Carrying all the pain
Don't pull me down
Stay on the other side
Blame it on me
It's beating still
Not that one
useful joke
not the sound of your thoughts!
I'm talking to a dead man
Walking with, talking to...
I pledge this pain
I control it, absorb it
I've locked it
All wasted years but still breathing
re-building, fucking live it!
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3. |
Safe Place
02:44
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I feel the rusty cans
scattered all over the place
and I feel I need to be medicated
'cause this brain is starting to swell
Sitting alone but there's people in my head
Making theories laughing to my face
And let me tell you something
it's not that easy like people say it is
I'm trying to be a better man
I don't know if I'm ok.
feel like I'm pushing daisies instead
Someday I will find a perfect place
Where you can stay
My brain is hurting and I can't compel this crime
and words just collapse every time I make
appearance to somebody else
Sitting alone but there's people in my head
Making theories, laughing to my face
And let me tell you something
It's not that easy like people say it
I'm trying to be a better man
Hiding in my bed (in my bed)
I can't explain (can't explain)
Is this my safe place
or nightmare again
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4. |
High Way
03:15
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Sleeping in my car
sunshine wakes me up
it's time to move on
Endless road in front of me
Don't know where I'm going
but it feels too good
Speeding up ahead
Engine is getting louder
louder than radio
Following the white line
stopping only for the gas
continue driving...
Don't wake me up
When I am dreaming
It's all that I have
I've always knew that I would
Leave my heart on a highway
What I want to feel
Soon is coming to be real
I risk my whole life
Only me and my car
Living for this wild ride
continue driving...
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Replicunts Belgrade, Serbia
Replicunts are all female punk rock band from Belgrade. They are influenced both by melodic HC and old school punk. They sing on English and sometimes on Serbian, and you can expect a lot of energy and screaming.
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