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Go ahead and run the knuckle.
The endless struggle to forgive your mind.
What a waste of time to pursue the endless
and create what’s old.
Go and shape your moulds
and carve your marks in stone.

You think my foot’s where my mouth is.
I think you might just need glasses.

The whole damn world’s gone mad.
Oh God, I can't keep up.
The rules all change so fast.
Left bitter to the core, and man, it’s rough.

I didn't notice it last night.
But, in the light i can see through the tyranny.
We're all breeding the land mines.
We’re all breeding them.

Engine, engine number nine.
Fuck the whole damn transit line.
Push this train right off the tracks.
Let it drop, let it drop, let it drop.

Officers shooting on first sight.
The squeaky wheel always gets the grease.
Put on vacation for dead lives.
All for quotas, a cheque and the company.

Prepare the hearse, for this is commerce,
and our lives are worthless.
We serve their purpose.

The man does his best to pierce the vein and draw our blood.

The wolves have taken their last bite.
There's nothing left on the carcass for us to eat.
Another step on the slack line.
Another flame to be snuffed out so silently.

I'm done with living a damn lie.
Our chain is only as strong as its weakest link.
Canary's die down the coal mine.
Maybe next thing, well, it might be you and me.

I didn't notice it last night.
But, in the light i can see through the tyranny.
We're all breeding the land mines.
We’re all breeding them.

The wolves have taken their last bite.
Another step down the slack line.

We're the raised fist that missed.
The answer to a question no-one asked.
We're going no-where fast.
We burn the glass and smoke the ash, ‘cause we've got nothing left.
We're bordering on death

Defend all the blood born.
Deflate all your eyesores.
Pour into your old moulds.
You can't keep what made us give up.
We're broke out of luck.

Don't tell me we're lazy though angry, we may be.
Compiled with disdain.
You won’t lock up our brains

Take from the rich man who couldn't give a damn.
And you call yourselves leaders of our free world.

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from Too Hot For Killing, released October 13, 2017

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Life Pilot Adelaide, Australia

Life Pilot are 5 friends from Adelaide, South Australia. They may not be operating aircrafts, but one thing for certain is that they're doing what they set out to do - write heavy, angry songs & not conform to any trends or bullshit.

It’s this sincere honesty & ruthless disregard for convention that has forged Life Pilot's reputation as a unique & awe-inspiring act. ... more

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