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Bottles Burn Like 1985
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BOTTLES BURN LIKE 1985
Take my criticism,
squeeze it, 'til its blood drips on the floor.
Take my opposition,
smash it, 'til I'm scared to speak up anymore.
He says "in me you must believe."
"Fascism is for my self-esteem."
Take our schism,
drag it, 'cause he thinks he knows it all.
A new religion,
complicit, cause he can't stop ANTIFA.
You showed me all I need to know.
Believe him or die to take control.
He sees the blood drip down my thighs,
He looks for weakness in my eyes.
Bottles burn like 1985,
and this time I'm not afraid to die.
Hold close the lovers in your bed,
feel voices rhyme inside our heads,
Hold tight the hate you could not hide,
'cause this time I'm not afraid to die.
You showed me all I need to know,
and I'd die to take you from control.
He says "in me you must believe."
But would you die down on your knees?
He sees the blood shot in our eyes,
He sees the cuts in barbed wire.
Bottles burn like 1985,
and this time we're not afraid to die.
He sees the blood drip down my thighs,
and its much too late to realize.
Bottles burn like 1985,
and this time I'm not afraid to die.
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BOTTLES BURN LIKE 1985
Take my criticism,
squeeze it, 'til its blood drips on the floor.
Take my opposition,
smash it, 'til I'm scared to speak up anymore.
He says "in me you must believe."
"Fascism is for my self-esteem."
Take our schism,
drag it, 'cause he thinks he knows it all.
A new religion,
complicit, cause he can't stop ANTIFA.
You showed me all I need to know.
Believe him or die to take control.
He sees the blood drip down my thighs,
He looks for weakness in my eyes.
Bottles burn like 1985,
and this time I'm not afraid to die.
Hold close the lovers in your bed,
feel voices rhyme inside our heads,
Hold tight the hate you could not hide,
'cause this time I'm not afraid to die.
You showed me all I need to know,
and I'd die to take you from control.
He says "in me you must believe."
But would you die down on your knees?
He sees the blood shot in our eyes,
He sees the cuts in barbed wire.
Bottles burn like 1985,
and this time we're not afraid to die.
He sees the blood drip down my thighs,
and its much too late to realize.
Bottles burn like 1985,
and this time I'm not afraid to die.
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Modern Wolf New York
Modern Wolf lives in the atmospheres and echoes of New Wave, Dark Wave & Industrial music that harks back to the days of
bands such as Ministry, Joy Division and Front Line Assembly.
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