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WE TOLD YOU SO | Back 4 Blood Song Feat. @danbull , @rustage , @Shwabadi & @ConnorQuestMusic
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Stupendium
The Stupendium
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Daniel Bull
Daniel Bull
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Daniel Bull
Daniel Bull
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Gregory Holgate
Gregory Holgate
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Remember me? (Who?) I'm that guy that you laughed at constantly, all the time 'Cause I'd hoard supplies, read message boards online So for the breakout my safe house was boarded tight And now look (that's right) When it's dark and dire Can't get online to look up how to start a fire Don't suck up to me, I know what your heart desires All my survival rations, fashion, spare parts and pliers (goddamn) I got the tools that you need So for expertise, to me they run So living my life as a hermit had benefits Now about time that l had me some fun (some fun) Pick up a pistol, I'm painting the walls Bat in my fist and I'm breaking their jaws The bigger they git, then the harder they fall Shouldn't brag, but I knew I was right all along (ha!) They laughed and rolled their eyes When I hoarded gas and stockpiled supplies One little societal collapse and wow! Tell me, dad, who's laughing now? 'Cause now we're ridden with Ridden, well, I'll be bidding good riddance To the miserable existence I was so sick of living Used to sit and kill time, now I fill my time killing All the bitten idiots who didn't sit up and listen I don't miss 'em, nah, I never was the chatty type Ain't saying I'm okay with genocidal parasites World burns, but it's spinning and we yearn for rotisserie That worm turned life to a deadly kind of paradise Cleaners swapped the mop and the suds For a Molotov, Glock and some buckets of blood I was Armageddon prepping, you were up in the club It's my turn for fun, you can run, but I told you so! As the dead come to call and the darkness descends At the end of it all's where the party begins Yes, we're said you were mauled, but it's hard to pretend We're not having a ball as we carve through your friends So get busy running, but we saw it coming You thought it was funny when my oven had a gun in We were stocking up, but you were mocking all the warnings Now we're far too busy killing Ridden to be mourning Yes, it's awful to gloat, even so we just hope that you know We told you so We told you so Used to always tell me I should check my head "You're mental" Now their bodies have been Left 4 Dead Not vengeful, but I'm gunning like an FPS No dental, this ain't covered by the NHS Metal to the heart like a pacemaker I don't need your stupid money That's just waste paper I'm a game changer Call this grave dangers And they waking up 28 days later Ain't nobody care about their Facebook status Know that I've been practicing with Space Invaders Village became ridden, I've been staying hidden I can be the one to light them up 'Cause, man, I hate my neighbours I'll shoot my zombie mother, know I wouldn't even hesitate I left my room a mess, but now I got no need to decorate I don't even care about these 'better days' 'Cause I'm shooting all my shots at tallboys like the NBA Oi, mate, this is what I've been waiting all day for What my whole life before was foreplay for I'm a full-flavoured, natural-born raver With a great flair for appalling behaviour Ruler breaker and now there's no lawmakers No rules to break, so I break your face, bruh Swap it for a footprint, sole trader Knocked through the wall like a next-door neighbour I'm bloody sick of all these John Havers I'll blaze them like a bit of rolled paper Fuck you, I'm Millwall at away pubs In the morning you'll be lucky if you wake up Cracked skulls in the old days down in Bermondsey Now the whole world's on a murder spree And there's nothing to do but disturb the peace But better not splash claret on my Burberry Oi! As the dead come to call and the darkness descends At the end of it all's where the party begins Yes, we're sad you were mauled, but it's hard to pretend We're not having a ball as we carve through your friends Now I never dreamed I'd become a cleaner But I hadn't fathomed a janitor packing heat and Banishing these parasitic phantoms to the ether Sanitise the planet as a freaky form of leisure Yes, it's awful to gloat, even so we just hope that you know We told you so We told you so
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