Napalm Death Exile текст песни, слова песни Exile Napalm Death
Napalm Death - Exile
Perhaps not guaranteed.
Reassuring cash transfer providing leads,
Media profile - fallacies we need?
I think not!
Labels breed the money making rock machines.
Broadening mind, eyes blind.
Criticism for the masses - or for themselves?
Progression of procession?
Do opinions count or do they mount?
The piles of shit,
(That the) alternative press delights us with.
Critique elite - ill informed.
No wrong can be done, depending on the trend at times to be untrendy.
Unexpired exile,
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