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HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS:
A crossfire of silence
under roof where I grew up (grew up)
Strong walls to protect us
but the war was inside
I thought I was safe but someone
want to crack us down (crack down)
destrain all my memories for a
bad and unjust law
Coming Home from hangout
you find the fucking bailiff
talking to your father of the possible eviction
World collapses on shoulders, something kills you inside (inside)
tears up from the deaper that you cannot hyde
Home is where the heart is, you can take away all that i have
but damn it will a fuckin' theft
Home is where the heart is, you can take away what is not yours
but fuck you cannot erase what I lived
Father, Mother, what goes wrong? I heard you talkin' on the phone
I saw him takin' pictures everywhere
Now I'm writing my first song
To sing the colours of my mood
And now I'm cryin' "I wish you go to hell"
Home is where the heart is, you can take away all that i have
but damn it will a fuckin' theft
Home is where the heart is, you can take away what is not yours
but fuck you cannot erase what I lived
but fuck you cannot erase what I lived
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2. |
Panic Attacks
02:37
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PANIC ATTACKS:
My fault is still the same
the big mistake of listening you
in spite of the way you make me feel
when we fight against us for silly things
I know I'm not perfection
but hey, let me tell you
that I would be a fuckin' plant
I'm tired of suffering, for your mood swings
I'm tired of going out of mind for my panic attacks
My fault is still the same
the big mistake of lovin' you
in spite of the way you make me feel
when we fight against us for useful things
I know I'm not perfection
but hey, let me tell you
that I would be a fuckin' plant
I'm tired of suffering, for your mood swings
I'm tired of going out of mind for my panic attacks
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SORRY GUYS (YOU CAN NOT SWEAR):
We Were in the practice room
playing our shit
swearing like four dockers
watching football on TV
Thought the room was soundproof
kept on yelling and have fun
Keep on cursing God and the Holy Ones
Suddenly He Opened
The man was inside
Looking a bit embarassed
to all of us
closing door behind me
he start to reproach us
we stop playing our song
to listen what he wants
Sorry Guys you can not swear here
there are moms and children outta here (OI OI OI OI)
Sorry Guys you can not swear here
there are moms and children outta here
We Were in the practice room
playing our shit
swearing like four dockers
watching football on TV
Suddenly He Opened
The man was inside
we stop playing our song
to listen what he wants
Sorry Guys you can not swear here
there are moms and children outta here (OI OI OI OI)
Sorry Guys you can not swear here
there are moms and children outta here
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4. |
F-U-C-K Yourself
02:41
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F-U-C-K. YOURSELF:
To You Who break all my dreams
I can only tell you (FUCK YOURSELF)
You Who criticize everything I do
listen to this (FUCK YOURSELF)
Looking for a job
You only make me lose my time (FUCK YOURSELF)
You Who Infect the air with your bullshits listen to this.
What I'd like to tell you I can show with my mid finger
If you don't know the signs language, shove it in your ass
but I'm a human not a beast I have the gift of speaking
And now I want to spell you this F-U-C-K yourself!
To You Who break all my dreams
I can only tell you (FUCK YOURSELF)
You Who criticize everything I do
listen to this (FUCK YOURSELF)
To all bitches and your fuckin' lies
I just wanna say (FUCK YOURSELF)
To all bands that sell their ass
to became famous.
What I'd like to tell you I can show with my mid finger
If you don't know the signs language, shove it in your ass
but I'm a human not a beast I have the gift of speaking
And now I want to spell you this F-U-C-K yourself!
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Not Tattooed Enough Lucca, Italy
Hi mates! We're N.T.E. (Not Tattooed Enough), melodic hardcore band from Lucca (Italy).
main influences:
NOFX, blink182, Sum41, Pennywise, Lagwagon, Millencolin, The Offspring
Line up:
Andrea Sassetti - lead vocals, bass guitar
Vlad Magi - rhythm guitar, backing vocals
Nicolò Marcheschi - lead guitar, backing vocals
Manuel Stecher - drums
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