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Fat Kids' Revenge
03:56
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You have to take a stand when waging your own war,
How can you win the game when no one ever keeps the score,
One day the time will come to settle all the debts,
Make sure you give them hell, screw them all, have no regrets.
I’ve seen you pray for better days,
The time has come, this is fat kids’ revenge.
The perfect day to make them pay,
The time is up, this is fat kids’ revenge.
For every day you spent on fighting your own fears,
Make sure you make them suffer, have them drowned in your own tears,
For every time you let them get under your skin,
Those bullies have to pay, screw them all , don’t let them win.
I’ve seen you pray for better days,
The time has come, this is fat kids’ revenge.
The perfect day to make them pay,
The time is up, this is fat kids’ revenge.
Now all you freaks don’t let them pull you down,
You keep your heads up high,
You’ve always been the ones to take the crown,
It’s time you realize.
We feel the pain, like every one of you, why can’t you understand?
Nothing you say, nothing you’ll ever do, can take back all the hurt.
You’re gonna pray for better days,
The time has come, this is fat kids’ revenge.
The perfect day to make you pay,
The time is up, this is fat kids’ revenge.
[This is fat kids’ revenge]
The ones who fight for change in your ol’ dirty ways,
Your conscience here to stay, we are Fat Kid’s Revenge. X2
[We are Fat Kid’s Revenge]
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Runaway
03:17
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(And once again)
I’m left (behind) here with those thoughts I can’t ignore,
Of her just being out there, looking to get scored,
Maybe it’s easier to stay out on the loose,
I think I would if I were dancing in her shoes.
I’d get away, sow what was reaped,
Let it all to waste and fall right into deep.
Just cut the cord, be not afraid,
And play this by the book of words no longer weighed.
Once more I’m struggling with myself,
But cannot help to blame her for keeping me unnerved,
And then I swear, like many times before,
One day I’ll leave it all and walk right through this door.
I’ll get away, sow what was reaped,
Let it all to waste and fall right into deep.
Just cut the cord, be not afraid,
And play this by the book of words no longer weighed.
(Runaway)
But if I could start it all again,
I’d still be waiting here and feeling all the same,
And If we make it through the day,
There always be another chance to find our way.
We’ll get away, sow what was reaped,
Let it all to waste and fall right into deep.
Just cut the cord, be not afraid,
And play this by the book of words no longer weighed.
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Wildest Dream
02:33
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Woke up from the wildest dream,
Can’t let it fade away,
Before the morning brakes,
Let us stay.
The way we used to be, once we were young and baffled,
By simply standing on our feet,
Whole world was nothing more, than just a playground to me,
Wished I would never fall asleep.
Now all I ever want,
Just to be home and lay,
My weary head to rest,
Not put myself to tests,
Take life just as it… is.
But you can’t never turn the clock, (We’re living here and now)
It’s just a walk we have to walk, (Nothing can bring us down),
There’s so much more out there to see, (So live your life for once),
And maybe that way we can feel... free.
The way we used to be, once we were young and baffled,
By simply standing on our feet,
Whole world was nothing more, than just a playground to me,
Wished I would never fall asleep.
Close your eyes and make it real.
Live all your wildest dreams,
Let kids take all the thrones,
We’re never growing old,
And It keeps me hanging on.
And it keeps me hanging on…
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Toy Soldiers
04:56
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Somewhere in between,
Innocence and lust,
We’ve paid,
The price for nothing.
And now you feel,
Shackled by all that’s real,
Coming apart,
Like toy soldiers.
The ones who never would get the chance (to follow orders),
You struggle to find your way (across the borders),
Fighting the waves of your own mistakes,
You try to find cause before it’s too late,
Somehow it always seems to fail.
We’re on the war,
To choose our own faith,
Been there before,
Think you want this?
To be afraid
Of choosing sides,
No directions,
Those sleepless nights,
Left behind,
Like toy soldiers.
The ones who never would get the chance (to follow orders),
You struggle to find your way (across the borders),
Fighting the waves of your own mistakes,
You try to find cause before it’s too late,
Somehow it always seems to fail.
Now we’ve found are own way, just to see you lose yours,
And it keeps reminding me, times when we were so damn close,
Maybe day will finally come when, we can make the words plain ,
“Good to have you back, my friend”.
Step by step,
Heart to heart,
Left, right, left,
We will march.
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Fat Kid's Revenge Warsaw, Poland
Fat Kid’s Revenge is a four piece punk rock bombshell from Warsaw, PL. Energetic, simple, yet clever music inspired by bands such as Bouncing Souls, Gaslight Anthem, The Flatliners, The Offspring or Blink 182. Band recently released their first, self-entitled demo EP and is currently working on debut album. ... more
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