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Luigi Preiti is the desperate man who went in front of the italian parliament with a gun in his hand to bring some politicians to hell with him. He had no real plan and ended up shooting policemen randomly.

This song is how I like to imagine the mind process that lead to such a disperate act.

Luigi Preiti is no hero, but this song is meant to celebrate the turning of desperation in anger and hate instead of suicide and self-annihilation.

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At the very dead end corner of the chances of my life
Scraping out the bottom of the barrel of my alibis
I got blasted away by the strength to realize
Nothing in my life went the way I can call it mine

Years have been quietly going by --- and again
as you learn to rely on the rebound --- as you deep drown
there's no rebound in decline --- you now realize
I lost all, enough to be fine with take my life, back,

What if the frustration cultivated a whole life
breaks through a subjects arm at the kings court and just open fire
Tomorrow we’ll be nowhere Tomorrow’ll be no goal, good
Nothing I want to change, nowhere I want to fucking go

Years have been quietly going by --- and again
as you learn to rely on the rebound --- as you deep drown
there's no rebound in decline --- you now realize
I lost all, enough to be fine with take my life, back,
take back my life

For such a too long time my bare hands were used to feed
Appetite for destruction, the Tenia Worm of greed
resulting in a rough skin of scars and cut in slices
now I'll try to protect'em wearing out some gun’n'knife

Years have been quietly going by --- and again
as you learn to rely on the rebound --- as you deep drown
there's no rebound in decline --- you now realize
I lost all, enough to be fine with take my life, back,
take back my life

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from Tape Split /w Random Blackouts, released March 26, 2014

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Call the Cops Bologna, Italy

A bunch of stinky drunkards got into a bar, met each other and got totally wasted and talked about setting up a very rough thing.
Most lyrics speak about the obsession of time in a speedfreak society where your lifetime seems to belong to somebody else.

Fuck the cops. We hate them. We hope they die <3.
Fuck Fascism.Fuck Racism. Fuck Authority.
Fuck Sexism.
Fuck pretentious fucks. ... more

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