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Kurhaus A Future Pornography

system inside us every cut in our wrists is a die, system, die - arteriotomy let the blood run and wash away the truth we want to live and if it is a

hear in a song! don't believe in anything you read in the booklet of a record! don't believe in anything a band says on stage! a band is not a political

howling no barking scream! a price we won't pay we go shoplift our lives and then beat up the cashier now get out of our way our getaway car is a fully

this whole damn world. it's moments like these that keep me from resigning. that make my life a little less senseless. the intimacy of a single night.

me to forget kill my love before it kills me so white and so cold if you touch it it melts like hope a smile is still a smile and a sigh is still a

a privacy called sleeping bag and a van that is called home hungry but full of passion punk is no career a love for music a love for the notes a passion

undress, undress no time for asking for names no time for discussing reasons we need armed resistance and new sensations for a future pornography we need a new pornography