1. |
What I Cannot Be
01:52
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Don’t tell me what I cannot be
Neanderthal hardmen freak me out
Ooh! The alphas are hungry
Fit in, or they’ll eat you up
Passed the test? Congratu-fucking-lations!
Round hole. Square peg. Not defined by my dick
Don’t tell me to “man up”
Sorry I don't meet your standards
Insecure projection
"Grow some balls"
"Be a man!"
I don’t understand
In fact, for you I just feel sad
Don’t think I’ll ever be your kind of man
These expectations hurt us all
Lift heavy shit! Chug! Nut the ball!
Break your hand punching the wall
Fuck these old redundant norms
Don't tell me what I cannot do
Gonna look the way I choose
Does it spoil your manly day if I live life in my own way?
Don’t tell me what I cannot be
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2. |
Built On Broken Backs
03:17
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Of what atrocities has it been ensured that we don’t know, so we can’t atone?
Built on broken backs, an inherent born advantage
Wilful ignorance to generations of injustice
State-mandated disillusion
The poison’s on the menu and the masses are inhaling it
Oh god, they’re downing every drip
Guzzling the problem, no thirst for the solution
Our complicity yanks us back, paralyses like a heart attack
Rewritten by the winners
Constructs moulded to ensure we don’t know what we did
The reins are never given
The conmen won’t concede, they won’t give up their seats
These hypodermic lines
Don’t ask why the haves have all they need, meanwhile the have-nots bleed
Nothing to see
Try as they might, our teachers lose the fight against these parasites
In spite of facts in black and white
Corrupted narrative
(Diluted) whitewashed stories for fragile Tories
A patriotic propaganda stream
“God Save the King!”
I don’t think we’ll change this cycle overnight
The chancers won’t go out without a fight
Lying to hold on to their power
This noose must be untied
I don’t think we’ll change this cycle overnight
The chancers won’t go out without a fight
They’ll never compromise their power
A planet sanitised
Try as they might, our teachers lose the fight against these parasites
We built on broken backs
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3. |
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Welcome to the test of today
See how it begins
A simple request
A simple action
Let's get this underway
You sound so confident
In the answer you gave me
Why don't I feel the same
Feeling that you have
Yeah
That's right
I've asked you before
Again and again
Ok, next stage
I'll admit
It is a bit harder
You'll have to use common sense
And listen carefully
The same
Bullshit
Each day
You don't seem to understand
The consequence of your fucking actions
Once again you did not listen
Why can't the answer you give be the truth?
Always waiting far too long for you to come through
There's always an excuse maybe two
What's a guy to do?
Who the fuck am I supposed to talk to?
Once again the test you've failed
I should've have fucking known
It's happened again
Never right never on time
That is your promise
The same
Bullshit
Each day
Again
The same
Bullshit
Each day
The same (again and again and again)
Bullshit (again and again and again)
Each day (again and again and again)
Again and again and again and again
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4. |
AUX II
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5. |
Lowest Hanging Fruit
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Darko Surrey
Tom West - Vox
Chris Brown - Gtr
Rob Piper - Gtr
Karl Sursham - Bass
Andy Borg -
Drums
Over a raucous decade, DARKO have by definition, become veterans of the UK Punk scene and it is not uncommon to see them standing as an essential name within the intricate and complex world of contemporary Punk and Hardcore.
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On their debut record, the London hardcore upstarts cross-up mosh-ready fare with melancholic ambient passages, weeping guitars, and virtuosic vocal harmonies, but its romantic veneer is much more complicated than it seems.
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