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• Artiste: New Trust, The
• Titre: Make Me Deaf
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There's no keeping track of each pretty face Each black hair stuck in place A trifling cycle we've seen a thousand times The same constraints and borderlines So make me deaf For I dread the latest epithet Who could ever ever guess the depths of your depravity The cycles of your morality? And who can blame them now? Watching all of their friends get in line To sip from the gravy train Holler! And make me deaf For I've read the latest epitaph Who could ever ever guess the depths of our depravity The cycles of our morality? And what's the real sentiment Behind all this highly publicized subversion? When the idols of my time when given the chance Every one wrapped their mouth around that hook And begged to be taken away And they should know better than us that There's nothing punk rock about money And if they say different, they're a fucking liar And who can blame them? Frankly, I think I can blame them For the way they stood down like cowards Abandoned their posts While we fell, mowed down Do you sway to the sound of the music Or is there some influence which calculates how you move? Is there a fire that's burning inside of you Or does your voice flow through icy pipes? Now the world is listening I'm sick to death of all of these hollow screams Now the world is listening Don't waste your breath What will you sing about? Now the world is listening