Red Tape - Radioactivist Lyrics
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Radioactivist
Radioactivist Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Radioactivist By Red Tape?
My generation without a name
The TV waves gave birth to mutant brains, you let go Chaos pollution contaminates your comfort zone From mainstream lies to underground pride I'm insane, I'm the son, democracy disowned We're toxic wasted non complacent We're rust on the iron curtain We're ghosts in the machine of the government trust We're a generation of toxic wasted, sex and drugs the antidote Won't waste my life, won't waste my life On chicken-shit conformity for no one We're toxic wasted non complacent No conciliation (Coming) Insides insane just can't be still It's in my brain, pure Cain pissed Pollution, head is for rent (It's a blessing) Vacancy is evident In my brain, pure Cain pissed, pollution I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames Ignite this today The kids converging on the streets One shot when everyone gets some Drawn from our blood frustration Everyone gets some, everyone gets some Everyone gets some, everyone gets some Toxic wasted non complacent We're toxic wasted non complacent Toxic wasted non complacent We're toxic wasted non complacent |
Who Wrote Radioactivist By Red Tape?
Jason Anthony Divincenzo, Jeff Jaworski
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What's The Duration Of The Radioactivist By Red Tape?The duration of Radioactivist is 3:01 minutes and seconds. |
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