Post by ggabxxi on Jul 15, 2021 22:05:54 GMT -5
PESTICIDE
Artista: Banshee
Data de Lançamento: 30/04/2021
Duração: 12min39s
Composição: Banshee
Produção: Apollyon; Choi Bae Kwan
Gravadora: Arcade Records
Banshee retorna com um EP-extensão de seu segundo álbum de estúdio, X Nation, e faz uma breve reflexão sobre suas diferenças com o Metacritic e sobre a indústria musical em parceria com a mídia abusiva, que massacra qualquer artista que não jogue o jogo deles. Há também uma "diss track" para artistas rock que não fazem jus ao que o rock é: um gênero musical criado para difundir ideais políticos.
1.Naloxone
If you still want to get some
Fill me with naloxone
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
They say that I’m the lucky one
so why do I need naloxone?
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I ain’t Sid Vicious or anyone
The Queen of Rock’s not dead and gone
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
Fuck!
2.Rockstar
C'mon rockstar
do your trick (a-ha)
in the wall you are
just another brick (a-ha)
You hate me so much
it makes you sick (a-ha)
lick your so called critics
to whom you stick (a-ha)
Fucking cleanliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is next to godliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
Your fucking consciousness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is so over numbness (Rockstar, rockstar)
I ain't no fucking rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
I'm a fucking rockergirl (Rockstar, rockstar)
'cause to be a rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
you have to pay their written words
C'mon rockstar
be a toy (ha ha!)
God, you're so inspiring
it gives us joy (ha ha!)
You love me so much
it makes me sick (ha ha!)
You're just like an
american dog tick (ha ha!)
Fucking cleanliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is next to godliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
Your fucking consciousness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is so over numbness (Rockstar, rockstar)
And I ain't no fucking rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
I'm a fucking rockergirl (Rockstar, rockstar)
'cause to be a rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
you have to pay their written words
🎵
(Ah!)
He's just like an american dog tick
She's just like an american dog tick
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
Someone bring me the fucking pesticide!
3.Pesticide
Bring the pesticide (oh)
Bring the pesticide (a-ha!)
Bring the pesticide
C'mon by my side
We're Bonnie and Clyde
out for homicide!
Their gaze's fucking wide!
Bring the pesticide
let's get them all dry (i-i-i-i-i)
they got nowhere to hide
and I've finally replied
Burned all their rawhide
Yeah
Don't you dare
say that you're just fair
while you sit on your chair
I'm the rock Voltaire
Bring the pesticide
make them exide
cause all they do is chide
and don't let go of pride
thinking they can run high (i-i-i-i-i)
you really think you're that wide?
You're all the same
it's fucking insane (yeah yeah)
all you do is kill and maim
if your word means acclaim
I'd rather my own game (i-i-i-i-i)
Don't you dare
say that you're just fair
While you sit on your chair
I'm the rock Voltaire
Yeah yeah yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide
We're Bonnie and Clyde
out for homicide!
Goodbye, goodbye!
4.Newspaper
I'm on
to strike
to mourn
to cry
They roll
their eyes
they post
their lies
Yeah, you wanna turn me
you wanna turn me
into a hound
So you have shit to wrap all
have shit to wrap all
your news around
I’ll never be with the royals
I’ll never be with the know-it-alls
I’ll never be with disguised hate
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
They’ll never love art that turns to ache
I’ll never make art that turns to ache
I’m not
what they say
what they think
what they claim
What’s not cool
is to state
that I fake
and I feign
Yeah, you wanna turn me
you wanna turn me
into a hound
So you have shit to wrap all
have shit to wrap all
your news around
I’ll never be with the royals
I’ll never be with the fucking know-it-alls
I’ll never be with disguised hate
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
They’ll never love art that turns to ache!
I’ll never make art that turns to ache!
They’ll never love art that turns to ache!
I’ll never make art that turns to ache!
I’ll never make art that turns to ache
Artista: Banshee
Data de Lançamento: 30/04/2021
Duração: 12min39s
Composição: Banshee
Produção: Apollyon; Choi Bae Kwan
Gravadora: Arcade Records
Banshee retorna com um EP-extensão de seu segundo álbum de estúdio, X Nation, e faz uma breve reflexão sobre suas diferenças com o Metacritic e sobre a indústria musical em parceria com a mídia abusiva, que massacra qualquer artista que não jogue o jogo deles. Há também uma "diss track" para artistas rock que não fazem jus ao que o rock é: um gênero musical criado para difundir ideais políticos.
1.Naloxone
If you still want to get some
Fill me with naloxone
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
They say that I’m the lucky one
so why do I need naloxone?
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I ain’t Sid Vicious or anyone
The Queen of Rock’s not dead and gone
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
I’m overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
You’re overdosing, overdosing, overdosing
Fuck!
2.Rockstar
C'mon rockstar
do your trick (a-ha)
in the wall you are
just another brick (a-ha)
You hate me so much
it makes you sick (a-ha)
lick your so called critics
to whom you stick (a-ha)
Fucking cleanliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is next to godliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
Your fucking consciousness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is so over numbness (Rockstar, rockstar)
I ain't no fucking rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
I'm a fucking rockergirl (Rockstar, rockstar)
'cause to be a rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
you have to pay their written words
C'mon rockstar
be a toy (ha ha!)
God, you're so inspiring
it gives us joy (ha ha!)
You love me so much
it makes me sick (ha ha!)
You're just like an
american dog tick (ha ha!)
Fucking cleanliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is next to godliness (Rockstar, rockstar)
Your fucking consciousness (Rockstar, rockstar)
is so over numbness (Rockstar, rockstar)
And I ain't no fucking rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
I'm a fucking rockergirl (Rockstar, rockstar)
'cause to be a rockstar (Rockstar, rockstar)
you have to pay their written words
🎵
(Ah!)
He's just like an american dog tick
She's just like an american dog tick
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
They're just like american dog ticks
Someone bring me the fucking pesticide!
3.Pesticide
Bring the pesticide (oh)
Bring the pesticide (a-ha!)
Bring the pesticide
C'mon by my side
We're Bonnie and Clyde
out for homicide!
Their gaze's fucking wide!
Bring the pesticide
let's get them all dry (i-i-i-i-i)
they got nowhere to hide
and I've finally replied
Burned all their rawhide
Yeah
Don't you dare
say that you're just fair
while you sit on your chair
I'm the rock Voltaire
Bring the pesticide
make them exide
cause all they do is chide
and don't let go of pride
thinking they can run high (i-i-i-i-i)
you really think you're that wide?
You're all the same
it's fucking insane (yeah yeah)
all you do is kill and maim
if your word means acclaim
I'd rather my own game (i-i-i-i-i)
Don't you dare
say that you're just fair
While you sit on your chair
I'm the rock Voltaire
Yeah yeah yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide, yeah
Use the pesticide
We're Bonnie and Clyde
out for homicide!
Goodbye, goodbye!
4.Newspaper
I'm on
to strike
to mourn
to cry
They roll
their eyes
they post
their lies
Yeah, you wanna turn me
you wanna turn me
into a hound
So you have shit to wrap all
have shit to wrap all
your news around
I’ll never be with the royals
I’ll never be with the know-it-alls
I’ll never be with disguised hate
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
They’ll never love art that turns to ache
I’ll never make art that turns to ache
I’m not
what they say
what they think
what they claim
What’s not cool
is to state
that I fake
and I feign
Yeah, you wanna turn me
you wanna turn me
into a hound
So you have shit to wrap all
have shit to wrap all
your news around
I’ll never be with the royals
I’ll never be with the fucking know-it-alls
I’ll never be with disguised hate
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
I’ll never know art that turns to ache
They’ll never love art that turns to ache!
I’ll never make art that turns to ache!
They’ll never love art that turns to ache!
I’ll never make art that turns to ache!
I’ll never make art that turns to ache