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Slashers - Intro
01:09
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2. |
Fatberg
02:08
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Every underground Labyrinth
Has its monster
But nothing can prepare you
For this powerfull smell
This monster of oil, of fat, of waste
Is the reflection
Of the filth of our flesh
Fatberg ! Discusting society !
Fatberg ! Human Decay !
I feed of your droppings to grow
And step by step I become...
I become the mirror of your life
The ugly reflection of your way of life
Fatberg ! Discusting society !
Fatberg ! Human Decay !
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3. |
Go Away
01:47
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Don't tell me how to live
I do what I want of my life
You don't understand me
I will never understand you
You think you're better than me
You're just a looser for me
You think you're better than me
Shut up and go away
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4. |
Manhunt
02:57
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The door just slammed
He just escaped
Run small wild game
I will catch you
Manhunt
I load my gun / Here we go
I can smell you / I hear you scream
It's fun to see you / Run away
You can't hide from me / I will find you
Manhunt (x2)
I can see you and I smile
You're scared / You know it's over
I shoot you in your head
Your brain explodes
Manhunt (x3)
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5. |
U.F.O.
02:26
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While I was sleeping / Wandering in my dreams
Through the windows / Nets of light
Dragged me out / By the night
U.F.O Unidentified Flying Object (x4)
My spirit left my body
Without pain or injuries
I remember I could see
Blurred figures who looked at me
I remember my surgery
Blurred figures who looked at me
U.F.O Unidentified Flying Object (x4)
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6. |
Anxiety
02:37
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7. |
I'm Cursed
01:14
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This night under LSD
I made a pact with the devil
I can't control myself
I spread evil evrywhere
I'm Cursed
I'm Cursed
I'm Cursed
CURSEED
I kill people in dark streets
I don't wan't it / but
I tear those eyes out
and spit on their faces
I'm Cursed
I'm Cursed
I'm Cursed
CURSEED
I hear police alarm
They finally arrive
The devil is inside me
No one can stop me
I'll kill everyone /would be on my path
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8. |
Turn the Page
04:23
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I'm unable to turn the page
I want to forget / I wan't to delete
I'm unable to turn the page
(x2)
I wan't to turn the page
I'm fed up with sadness
Just wanna laugh again
To give you my faith was too mindless
I finally turn the page
Many years / Many tears
I enjoy life now
I finally turn this fucking page
I take back my friendship
I take back my love
I take back my faith
I give you my fucking hate
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SLASHERS Brittany, France
Slashers is a french horror punk band in pairs influenced by hardcore punk, post punk and British UK82 punk rock.
The name of the band comes from our love for horror movies and sordid facts read in newspapers.
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