[FW200​.​4] The Spirit of '77

by Various Artists

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40 years since the UK summer of punk, we invited our Fwonk* artists to stick a drawing pin through their nose. This album is all about the spirit of punk, rather than the genre. This is rough and ready, short and sharp, quick and nasty. These tracks are forged in the energy of the moment.

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released May 5, 2017

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Track Name: Cuckoo Spit (feat. Katarrhaktes) - regarding suicide
(suicide)
it's the only thing that drives your broken mind
escape from the other
escape from yourself
the easiest way to pass through this hell

trapped in a prison of flesh and filth
with your inner meat clock pulsing in your ears
a reminder of the inevitability of mortality
it's just a matter of time

everything you know is a construct
created in your head to formulate the lie
insignificance is true reality
you will be replaced; no one is key

you may think that life stinks and it bleeds and it's shit
but you shouldn't give up
you shouldn't lie down
you're talented! you have so much to lose
you shouldn't give in, they say

take the blade and run it from wrist to elbow
cut as deep as you like; you've made your mind up
bleeding
you're bleeding out

(kill yourself)
it's the only path to freedom
the ultimate lover
the anti-life equation
the answer to the riddle you've sought your whole sorry-ass life

you're not a special snowflake; you were factory-born
the same-old fucking shit every day without pause
work and reproduce
work and reproduce
work and reproduce
work and reproduce
they say

drink the bleach, tie a bag around your head
then hang yourself; it's your choice, not mine
fading
you're fading out

fading out
fading out
fading out