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Against the tide

 Song of the day;;

→ Blind Channel - Deja FU**


Two years done

Now we're out from the basement

Poppin' out violent pop and it's shameless

You should have seen your faces

A disaster is an understatement


This was too much but it's not enough

I know it wasn't smart but it was fun

And now the drumbeat may be gone

But I know our heartbeats carry on


And everybody's like

That's so inappropriate

Well then so be it

Listen up, ladies and gentlemen

We're gonna tear off the ceiling and rip out the floor

Boys, I've gotta feeling we've been here before

We've been here before

We've been here before

We've been here before


Outside we're celebrating

Inside we're suffocating

This isn't a party

This isn't a party

When the storm is raging

I find it elevating

This isn't a party

This isn't a party


This was too much but it's not enough

I know it wasn't smart but it was fun

And now the drumbeat may be gone

But I know our heartbeats carry on


On the other hand

We are just another band

With a little bit of this and a little bit of that

If you hit 'em with a riff, and a little bit of rap

See, we don't give a shit and everybody's getting mad

But I'm glad 'cause that gives a man

What he needs to proceed

Man's gotta eat and NC's still hungry


Outside we're celebrating

Inside we're suffocating

This isn't a party

This isn't a party

When the storm is raging

I find it elevating

This isn't a party (This isn't a party)

This isn't a party


You should have seen your faces

A disaster is an understatement

An understatement


Let's fuck this place up

Hahaha

Oh my God


Outside we're celebrating

Inside we're suffocating

This isn't a party


Outside we're celebrating

Inside we're suffocating

This isn't a party (This isn't a party)

This isn't a party

When the storm is raging

I find it elevating

This isn't a party (This isn't a party)

This isn't a party


This was too much but it's not enough

I know it wasn't smart but it was fun

And now the drumbeat may be gone

But I know our heartbeats carry on


Carry on


Our heartbeats carry on

Our heartbeats carry on

--

Viikko enää jouluaattoon!! Aivan ihanaa. Kurssitöitä en oo saanut tehtyä, alan pikkuhiljaa lipsua totaalisen 'en välitä vittuakaan'-fiiliksen puolelle, ei hyvä... Huomenna jouluostoksille.

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