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Small town, small mind. At the first sign of struggle you give up, go down to the old bank and drown yourself. Become another. Silver spoon, copper tongue. Cherub of a white paradise. Shut away all your life. No experience to stop you, but see I-... I won't be part of this bullshit, I won't be fake. My dignity is not for sale; You won't see me there. So here's a toast to all you weak minded bigots. All you who surrender yourselves to this worthless fucking culture. No values, no respect. Another dressed up caveman. A snob without perspective, your only hope in intoxication. Tin heart, decaying face. Do you ever wonder where your self-respect went? You can find it in a can, but see I-... I won't be part of this bullshit, I won't be fake. My dignity is not for sale; You won't see me there. So here's a toast to all you weak minded bigots. All you who surrender yourselves to this worthless fucking culture. This is all that's left of you, so drink up. There's a new plague and we're immune. You're just a rat spitting out contagion. Go ahead and poison yourself.

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from We Will Never Be The Same (LP), released January 4, 2015

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TRIBAL RAJBER Niš, Serbia

An independent record label from Niš (Serbia) for authors of different understandings of music, boundary free.

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