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EP 2012

by THE FLANDERS

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A song for tortured souls Dark hair, eyes painted black The same sad songs, with the same tasteless sounds Shanting « REVOLUTION » Crying behind your pilow cutting your flesh watching some stupid MTV show I've got a pack of razorblades for you Stop thinking that everyone hates you Put on a Ramones record and sniff some glue!
2.
Running late for work this morning Grab the keys and smash the door Then I stepped on something Smell the worst I've ever known Fuck! I slipped on my dog's poop! And now I've got a twisted ankle! Put off the shoe to clean it up But now the sole got something moulded Magic Waffles! Custom shaped and baked with love Magic waffles they taste like hell,soft as a dove DAMN DUDE! My brand new Vans classic slip-on! I barely took em out of the box Feel like I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown But here's a funny fact though Because when I put the crap out It feels like a sweet shaped pastry Like a chocoloate waffle!
3.
Still don't know why I didn't kicked your ass out off my place I'm still wondering why you keep on filling the blanks with such bullshit Because here's the difference between you and me It' just about respect Hope I'll never be like you Chasing ghosts at the bottom of an empty bottle You can go back where you belong An never show your face again So quit that stupid grin Seeking ghosts at the bottom of an empty bottle I've nothing to learn from you! Second round, and still the same pathetic behaviour you call me a facist I think this liquor is twisting your mind This is just the difference between you and me Now you reached the end of the line
4.
Roadsigns 02:40
I'm sobering up From all the years since I've been drunk I've been blind, I've been naive I've been desperate On the other side of the world On the other side of the street Trapped inside the classic routine You cannot get to now all the beauty inside Unless you open your eyes You know it's time to free your mind If you want to grow up and stand with pride It's time for me to burn the bridges And cross the line Fill the gap from me to you It's time for me to burn the bridges Cross the line So many ways, so many days are passing by I never get anything done I'm always running out of time Feeling jaded, I want this whole life to be mine Get some bruises, but the more I say the less I do If I only had the guts to walk away with you It's time for me to live free Break the chains, break the mould It's time for me to live free Make a change, fuck em all!
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Dust and gunpowder in the streets of Homs Targets have been drawn on the floor You can see it from above Where the angels use to pass by Nothing new from ground to sky Shoot to kill, not to chill, nor to thrill Do not expect any help from us Shoot to kill, not to chill, nor to thrill Our hands are tied by some diplomatics shit When the devil has become a machine Tell me what left of the human being Will we ever learn from our mistakes Because now the road to hell is paved with bombs An emergency broadcast Not enough for such a broken cast Ideals and hope have faded away!

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Enregistré en août 2012 au K-Chalot studio (Saint Léger des Bois-49) par Enguerran Wimez. Mixé et Masterisé par Amaury Sauvé à La Senelle (Laval-53). Artwork par SIQ (siq-design.tumblr.com)

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released October 19, 2012

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THE FLANDERS Angers, France

4 piece punk rock / garage band from Angers, FR
Contact : flanders.angers@gmail.com
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