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Silverchair - Trash Lyrics

Trash - by: Silverchair
Album Title: The Best of Volume 1 (2000)

One, two, three, four

Welcome! Nothing short of anarchy
It's so hard to find out who you wanna be
Welcome! Nothing short of anarchy
It's so hard to find out who you wanna be - oh

Go!

I couldn't find what you needed, ooh to be a double
A big pill but you know that you need a poison
Open, you need it but I returned the point of acceptance
How brave, your parades never do much

Violence
Hopeless fight
Call it straight

Big black steel cap dealt rejection

Yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Yay
Ugh
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  • Audio CD (December 12, 2000)
  • Original Release Date: December 12, 2000
  • Number of Discs: 1
  • Label: Sony


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Silverchair - New Race Lyrics

New Race - by: Silverchair
Album Title: The Best of Volume 1 (2000)

There's gonna be a new race
Kids are gonna start it up
I'm gonna mutate
Kids are saying yeah hup

Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you
oh yeah

Sick of waking up late
Gotta get some control
Kids are gonna mutate
From an endless roll

Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you
oh yeah

Sick of secular time
Keeps faking us out
Kids are gonna reject
Cos now it's time to punch out

Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you out
Yeah, Hup! We're really gonna punch you
oh yeah

Silverchair - Untitled Lyrics

Untitled - by: Silverchair
Album Title: The Best of Volume 1 (2000)

I'm just another body down
Internal bleeding round and round
And all I can think of are ways to die alone
And all I can think of are ways to die alone
A portrait of my skeletal gain
Left selfish and hungry so feed me the pain
Escape reality with new pain
Then let the cycle start again

And all I can think of are ways to die alone
And all I can think of are ways to die alone

Dream of content, a pain filtered farm
All I can say...

Dreams are bad when all they do is leave the truth behind
Dreams are bad when negativity's a state of mind

Dreams are bad when all they do is leave the truth behind
Dreams are bad