1. |
Immuration
03:08
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2. |
Controlled Violence
03:03
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My hand on your throat, I feel your breath leave
I always said, I'd leave you breathless
Your life in my hands and I am reckless
I admit a fear of vacation from what is known to what is learnt,
and with my new graduation, I've had enough
Before sinking into realisation,
I've learned to hate my destination wherever the fuck that it was
I had to lie to force the truth
Comfort in lies is all that ever suits you,
Keep repeating your ways, you're becoming see through
Selfish but powerless, you're contradicting you
Be wary of greed, as it slowly consumes
Getting to old to keep up the fight,
It's getting dark, I'm losing sight
Giving up's not a part of me
Fight til the end, you'll never defeat me
All this drama, has got me down
I just want this week to be over now
Can't separate this feeling that I'm letting shit go
I'm afraid of failure and the risks involved
Controlled Violence. I've reached my biting point, don't vex me out.
I don't wanna be a walking joke,
I hope you can't stop laughing and you fucking choke, HA!
Sick and tired of blowing smoke up my mind
You're a cheap shot, asshole and a failure by design
You talk that shit, I don't have the time.
I know you better than you know the knife in my spine.
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3. |
Speak (feat. Dan Wilson)
04:00
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Frail words collapse,
Danger, their plans are in motion,
A expression of that public oppression
That they grew tired of,
That bullets in motion
An exploitation of,
that public opinion
that they love to corrupt
Who are you to keep talking that shit,
like you've been here before with your standards split
Stranded. Flatline. Worcester Hardcore in your fucking face
This is Controlled Violence motherfuckers...
You don't know shit, you never did
Still believe what you heard, you never questioned it
All you ever had was a false sense of perception,
Through blurry eyes with clouded visions
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When hate was born I cut my hand on a thorn,
and now I don't know whether I can do this anymore,
They say that ignorance is bliss,
but there's a consequence for everything,
That's when
That's when it popped a screw loose
Deep in that atmosphere
Shit got you spooked, never again
Deeper into that atmosphere
The root of evil continues to grow
Yeah.
You're confusing your wants for needs,
inside your head
You're confusing your wants for needs,
Human Trafficking
You're confusing your wants for your needs
cut from a different cloth we ain't the same breed,
positive minds the keys-to succeed
but depression is all that seems to find me
Slit my throat it's my time to bleed
bury me in the fground and plant me like a seed
Death in the only way that I'll be free
Death is the only way that I'll be free.
Yeah yeah, gang gang
Full Fucking Contact, Flatline
East Mids to West Mids all fucking day. Yeah.
Burn this legislation.
Burn this legislation.
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Flatline England, UK
Thank you to everyone who supported this band.
Flatline.
2015 - 2017.
Flatline recommends:
Straight up Hardcore from Gloucester. Stacked with twoeys, bouncy riffs and sick gang shouts! Good lads too!
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Hard hitting Beatdown with crushing riffs, tight tempo changes and healthy tinges of Hardcore. Perfect.
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Truly unique Pop-Punk/Emo tunes. Groovy, cheerful and features our very own Frazer Cassling! No one likes Pop Punk, but help some bros out x
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