1. |
Son Of This Town
04:45
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I'm coming down the hills / It's all so quiet
Dreamless sleep / Moans and sighs...Ohhh
Oh I know these streets / I know your names
And I still remember that very day
Oh I've changed my habits
Oh I've changed my life for you
But I should have known better
The day I left for good
I've come back to remember
What I've tried to forget
I've only been pretending
No way, no pain, no gain, no regrets
I've only been pretending
No regrets, no regrets
Sometimes I wonder how it feels like to be one of you
Sometimes I'm pretending to be someone like you
But I don't need you / I don't need you anymore
I don't want you / This is my private war
But it's all too late, I don't know you anymore
Love and hate, but what's the difference, oh there's no difference
When you're gone
Oh I've changed my habits
Oh I've changed my life for you
I might have changed for the better
Maybe I shouldn't have changed at all
I've come back to remember
What I've tried to forget
I've only been pretending
No way, no pain, no gain, no regrets
I've only been pretending
No regrets, no regrets ://
No „Welcome home“
I'm still your son ://
I'm still a son of this town ://
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2. |
Riding The Snake
05:03
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Don't try this at home
I am a pro and I know
What can go wrong will go wrong
Don't try to be me
You'd better listen to your mother
Don't you walk with me
I am not your friend
You don't know nothin' 'bout me
But at second hand
And the meds I take
They won't work on you
'Cause I'm riding the snake
And I only see black and white
Like a fly on the wall I crawl, I crawl
I hit my face on the glass
But I can't get out of here
But I can't get out of here
Now the colors they fade to grey
We can be heroes for just one day
We're only tumblin' around
And then we die without sound
And then we die without sound
(There's) no sound
And no one will remember us
Crumbling into angel dust
The hero of the day is lost
Taken all away
'Cause I'm riding the snake
And I only see black and white...
This is the best of us
This is the rest of us
This is the last of us
Oh baby this the best we can
This is the way it ends
This is the last man standing
Baby this is the end, my friend
'Cause I'm riding the snake
And I only see black and white...
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3. |
Riff Raff
04:18
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Hello, please come in
I’ll show you something
That no one's ever seen
Before this day
Welcome to my little world
I hope you're not afraid of
Monsters living in my head
I think you'd understand that
Sometimes you need a friend at hand
Don't let me down when I come around
Sometimes I feel like I've gone mad
Don't let me down, don't let me down, don't let me go
Now I count down
Won't take too long
Watch my world explode
I hope you're bulletproof
'Cause I have lost control
My mind is ticking down to
4-3-2-1
Sometimes you need a friend at hand
Don't let me down when I come around
Sometimes I feel like I've gone mad
Don't let me down, don't let me down, don't let me go
My mind starts trippin'
My mind is tickin'
Down
My mind starts trippin'
My mind is tickin' down to
4-3-2-1-go
Sometimes you need a friend at hand
Don't let me down when I come around
Sometimes I feel like I've gone mad
Don't let me down, don't let me down, don't let me go
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4. |
Still
05:00
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He still can hear her laughter when it´s quiet at night
Keeps him awake, but after all it seems to be alright
But still it hurts when he looks in the mirror
Sealed with her lipstick kiss, remains of yesterday
And still he´s burdened with his unopened wallet
Weighed down with her photograph
But as the days are passing by he´s getting better
And sometimes now he can sleep at night
Tryin' to forget her
In the ashtray he´s burning all these unsent letters
He thought he had to offer up a sacrifice
To the unholy ghost of his raging sadness
That is haunting him day and night
And still he´s scared of each ring of the phone
So he cut the wire to disconnect the pain
In the growing silence he´s listening to his heartbeat
And still it sounds to him insane
But as the days are passing by he´s getting better
And sometimes now he can sleep at night
Tryin' to forget her
But as the days are passing by he´s getting better
And sometimes now he tries, but still he cannot understand her
He stays alone at home smokes to many cigarettes
Living on daydreams his head is aching when he´s awake
He closes the curtain he can´t stand the light
He´s like a wounded lion and he just needs a secret place to hide
And now he´s painting pictures of how it could have been if
But the colors they fade away to black
And still he believes there must have been something else
That he just cannot detect
He just can't let her go... ://
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5. |
Slow
04:18
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Take it slow / I'm running low on fuel
I can't follow
Take it slow / 'Cause I'm too old
To learn something new
Ohohoh ://
Take it slow / I'm watching you
In the afterglow / You're beautiful to me
Take it slow / It was years ago
I was tryin' to / Play some fuckin' Rock'n'Roll
And you say
You don't mind at all
And I
I've got some pills to swallow
Should I stay or should I go
I like it slow
Just let it grow
A girl like you, oh
Make this cold heart glow, oh baby
Make this cold heart glow
Take it slow / It's funny how much I need you now
Take it slow / I'm unfolding
In front of you / Now can you see my soul
And you say
You don't mind at all
And I
I've got some pills to swallow
Oh - Should I stay or should I go
Do you like it slow?
And you say / You don't mind at all
And I / I've got some pills to swallow
Oh / Should I stay or should I go
I like it slow?
Just let it grow
A girl like you, oh
Make this cold heart glow, oh baby
Make this cold heart glow
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6. |
Tattooed
04:24
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I love you baby, but I hate your tattoo
Like you were raped by the needle
I tried to cover up, it still shines through, This is wrong, this is evil
Oh I've known you since we were kids
How did you get so corrupted?
I drank the truth from your virgin lips
We could have been great but you fucked it up
And now you're going down, oh you're going wrong
I keep pushin' and I'm pullin', the tide is risin'
But you ride the wave until it breaks
You're in too deep, in too deep, out of reach, you're out of reach
Oh so wasted, all so wasted
All these years have tattooed your heart in black
So wasted, so wasted, I know your fear
All the pictures you wear are black
Black sun on white skin, can't stop watchin'
Brain dead and blind eyed
Oh c'mon Baby, let me fuck your white pride, fuck your white pride
I'll shake the eightyeight on your wide hips,
I wanna hear the fourteen words from your luscious lips
You are the sweetheart of America, crucified on the swastika
In black
I can't tell how all this started
Not the day our worlds had parted
Whatever happened to the one I once knew
What the hell have they done to you
Oh, we've known us since we were kids
How did you get so corrupted?
Oh, the taste of your virgin lips
We could have been great but you're stuck in
In too deep, in too deep, out of reach, you're out of reach
Oh so wasted, all so wasted
All these years have tattooed your heart in black
So wasted, so wasted, I know your fear
All the pictures you wear are black
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Stonebourne Nuremberg, Germany
Everything's already said about Grunge, right? The guitars roaring raw and unpolished, a little bit
of Dropped D, a
kind of teenage angst, weltschmerz and a big bunch of hymnic and
energizing rock. Sometimes resembling a sound in between Pearl Jam or Alice in Chains,
but never just epigonal post-whatsoever.
Grunge is not dead! Here comes the Ueber-Grunge from Nuremberg.
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