| I turn the radio off
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| Don’t wanna hear that crap
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| All this computer stuff
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| Sounds like a handicap
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| They rap and hip and hop
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| They cover songs and sounds
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| They just create their style
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| Stealing ideas from all around
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| I don’t wanna change you, I don’t say I’m right
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| Their Music is a mirror of a world full of ice
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| Everybody fights alone, searching peace of mind
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| Hear the flashback radio — turn it loud the speakers blow
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| It will hit your ears, your heart and touch your soul
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| Hear the flashback radio — try the flashback-music-show
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| Unforgotten songs and everlasting sounds
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| It’s gonna make me sick
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| It’s all this techno hype
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| Can’t hear is anymore
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| Oh, I don’t like this vibes
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| Songs for the passing craze
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| Come in a rush in and out
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| Forgotten in the haze
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| Lost in the mindless outer space
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| I don’t wanna change you, I don’t say I’m right
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| Their music is a mirror of a world full of ice
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| Everybody fights alone, searching peace of mind
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| Hear the flashback radio — turn it loud- the speakers blow
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| It will hit your ears, your heart and touch your soul |