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A love song about the days Ernesto used to trash the city everytime he was drunk on the way back home. I find that random property destruction can help rebel sociopaths to find a bit of serenity.

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All my friends are gone to bed, and by now
I am a monster roaming a monster called my Town
No freaking alibis, no fucking patronize,
This the place that makes me sick, yet the place I wanna live

It's a ode to riot, emancipate me in this fucking lie
It's a ode to riot, tonight's Goliath on the fucking run, go

The alarm siren moaning, it's my L.S.D.
The sound of broken glass's my fucking O.S.T.
First time I met you babe, you got me dopesick, ‘til
I'm walking the streets of jeopardy, walking the streets of jeopardy

It's a ode to riot, emancipate in this fucking lie
It's a ode to riot, tonight's Goliath on the fucking run, go

I'm no knight of Justice, I'm no lion 'cause
Men want a world that's fair just if injustice they can't climb
It's way easier than that, no rationality
'Cause I don't feel sick with society, just when I smash up everything

It's a ode to riot, emancipate me to this fucking lie
It's a ode to riot, tonight's Goliath on the fucking run, go

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from Tape Split /w Random Blackouts, released March 26, 2014
solo is performed by Gioele from Undead Creep

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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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