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tape one

by FCK

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1.
FCK punk 01:38
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Two three four five six Seven eight nine eight Seven six five four Two one and three I would like to take back Nothing I did or said I was right and I know it Hey you must not know 'bout me I was ready to give up on everything For the dreams that you’d see Which did not see me Luckily you fucked it Now I can see it The ways you lie to stay in safety Please don’t count on me To be silent, not quiet That won’t be me By the weekdays you made yourself The voice of punk, now you call out Poor kids for selling out Weekends at your parent's house All you do is talk shit on who's done wrong No compassion Use your privilege to build divisions On which you can hold the crown FCK punk if that's what it's become And you’ll probably rag on me too For faking hip hop It's true If anyone's gonna tell me What it is to steal the hardship of somebody As a tool to look cool Well I really think that That person Should be You
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Make My Own Luck 02:35
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I paid a therapist one eighty bucks an hour Just to tell me I could be angry? 10 years of nightmares He locked me out the house Last night I dreamed I burned down his house With him still in, still locked in it Yeah let's do it Yeah let's do it First job, six bucks an hour don’t pay rent Boss says that's just what teen girls get Still I begged for advice like "Do I sound good? Do you like it?" An eagle asked a vulture for a ticket Meritocracy? You fucking know it's not Cause we’d be on top Funny how my insecure stopped as soon as I got a new job Now I'm the bitch that's in business One hundred an hour I'm in business Used to feel love real well, now I know The smell of betrayal The way the wind blows Just another burnt bitch Watch me clock this As a capitalist Narcissist Narcissist Narcissist? A pragmatist When all you middle classes fuckers get the courage up To rise up I’ll be right there with you But until then You can shut the fuck up I'm tired being the one with the neck out Now I got a lay of the land I see The high road leads off a cliff but at least On the ground beneath is where you meet the people You’d build the best resistance with Nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah I say I need space, you spitfire 20 texts an hour that you want me I know you want me, cause I’m want worthy But what's your wanting gonna do for me? Now If I'm the most fucked bitch you've seen Then why you tryna get so close to me? I'm a king , you want in? There are rules to the kingdom Talk shit on me, you're cut Talk shit on my friends you're cut Talk shit full stop? Shut the fuck up I need to make my own luck I need to make Make my own luck I'm gonna make my own luck
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Masculine 02:43
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(I got a gun I got a gun yeah It saved me more than once) I'm uncompromising You wanna take this weapon To sneak me a ticket in, a club With all these bougie fucks So used to being loved Known you for like 3 months Dad had ten year colours in the Vigilantes Club Friday nights those boys get drunk, beat their wives Seen one dragged out by her hair You think I’m gonna grow out mine yeah? Uptown girls live in uptown worlds Where folks talk their hurt and are heard And a little cuddle too I came along needing nothing from you Think thats cool? Riding an avalanche of "fuck you"s? I made myself nothing to no one Don’t know how to suck up It's gotta be your way or none when you trust no one I got a gun I got a gun, yeah Masculine, masculine Driving fast in My brother's car Drunk on Woodstock and vodka Shot glass They say shot it fast Vomit in the front yard now Stand up sit down You're arse The lesson's done This is class This is class I got a gun I got a gun, yeah Masculine, masculine You got the nicest eyes We keep having fights I see the sky in your eyes We keep having fights I got hope in your eyes We keep having fights I got a gun I got a gun, yeah Masculine, masculine
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Eye for the feeling 03:02
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You're at the party or you’re chasing it Looking at her like she's possessing it Keys to a private jet Instead I've seen what you get Is a storage unit The things you thought you’d love in it I want, I want, I want I want nothing Call it depression I know you know nothing I've seen you here always chasing Bootstraps Tarmac I got my shit to run I got my shit to run yeah I got eye for the feeling Aww look, you call me up, you miss me now, like what? I’m not your shrink lose my number, like what? Thats right, I’m done being so polite You got nothin' for me now the party's wound up Keep your come down to yourself, oh like You just thought I was good for your health I knew you were a run of thought without reflection You freaked out in the rooms of imperfection And Nietsche wished for suffering upon his friends But for you I wish that you stay sleeping Hush, I will not wake you, hush I will not wake you, hush You turned your back now act so surprised At how mean I’ve gotten I was out of sight and turned to diamond like Crushed and cut, now guess what? I’m hanging up Bootstraps Tarmac I got my shit to run I got my shit to run yeah I got eye for the feeling I got eye I got eye I got eye for the feeling We can’t afford to lose no more like Powerful people got big from their takings and I don’t feel noble when my lucks run out The times run out My hopes are holding Out for the ones who've got my back I'm out for the ones who've got my back I'm out for the ones who've got my back I got eye for the feeling I got eye I got eye I got eye for the feeling
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Gold (interlude) 02:17
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Saw me cascading A vessel of skin in This lesson I'm pounding the floor and praying God knows this regret It's bullshit, we’re perfect Like have you see the sun paint shapes On cranes from the west Try test me, I bend with A secret in fist like like I flew the deserts with Gold held in my chest I did deserts Kept the gold in my chest I did deserts Kept the gold in my chest I did deserts Kept the gold in my chest I did deserts Kept the gold in my chest
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Fighting On 04:05
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Yeah I'm more loyal then I let on These days it feels like a sickness Still thinking about my friends from high school How they’re getting on I hope they’re getting on And keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on We’d sneak out just to sleep at bus stops together Gather cardboard to stay warm, that Melbourne winter The most liveable city in the world If you own a safe home to go to Bedroom doors got no locks, I won’t stop Fighting, I can’t stop My God, keep me strong To Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on There were nine of us all up, real misfits The school bus went home east, but us We got the public bus Out west, just us and only 2 of us Made it to graduation, I got runner up Dux Worked hard moved to the city, made some money and met up With them Just be told to shut up Cause they resent me And that's alright, sometimes I resent me too Running around, sniffing out every single hook up I don’t sleep at night, even my ex-wife Said that I was a rat Yeah she knows me and she knows where it's at She left me for a better hustle You go girl, you gotta go Gotta go, gotta get what you can We gotta navigate, we gotta go and get what we can Gotta go, gotta go, gotta get what we Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Now I laugh when I hear about mindfulness class Something to help the rich kids to live in the moment While poor kids got to escape The moments that they're stuck in If the rich kids got such a hard time Losing their shit, that's what they get For owning so damn much of it That's a joke and if you’re not laughing That's cause the joke's on you Woohoo, what's up? I'm sure that laugh's gonna bite me on the arse Make me lose the show, keep me off the radio Whatever, it doesn’t matter It doesn't matter Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Now this fan says he’d do anything For a voice like mine, alright First you get beat up by boys twice your size Mix that in with adults sayin' it never happened Then bury your head in books For some kind of redemption Find out when school's out It don't matter how smart you are If you're 5 foot with tits, people tell you how it is Yeah, you want a voice like mine? Just be voiceless for 29 years, yeah 29 years I'm coming up I'll be there in 20 Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on Keep fighting on
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I FCKed up 02:46
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Light like I’s strong as bamboo Who's that talking with you? Where you going, with who Can I blame? For seasons and why Can I not persuade The rivers from receding Or just your needs from existing A hunter now with no hunger A house without cover A ship with no anchor Drifting on to some other And I oughtta wish you luck Ueah I fcked up I fcked up I fcked up Hey, remember that big speech that guy gave And we all had to be quiet And we breathe through our eyes when our eyes met? It's like that Remember that gap in the sentence, they filled it Remember that farm horizon, it went corporate And concrete trucks poured through the night while I’s sleeping And when I awoke you had buried your feelings Armies paint themselves red to kill blue like I’m so over you, even that's feeling, too Didactic, too vulnerable Pull it back 'til there’s no one left around you Tell me who is left to blame tell me who Is left to blame tell me who Is left to blame, tell me who, come on who Is left to blame, just tell me who And I’ll get em for you Just tell me who Tell me who And I’ll get em for you
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Could You Be Anyone 03:34
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Take your time I’ll wait right here Take your time Let it sink in I say you’re not listening You say I am saying nothing How am I meant to explain This is so damn exhausting The middle of the night your skin Is sinking in to my skin Arghhh ah ah ah Could you be anyone? Could you be anyone? One year so lonely I got talking to God And when you showed up I’s like "oh my god oh my god" A major player with your soldiers lined up You like power and I was like "Can I show you something a little softer" You gone gobbled it up I’m looking in the mirror lately and all I see Are the lines and the crosses and the black under my eyes Feeling all used up Feeling all used up Take it Go on just take it Is this what you want? Just take it You’re not gonna get what you want from me By bending my arm This ain't two thousand three More flys with honey Honey can’t you step it up By stepping down I can’t fight the world and you too I can’t be the one to try to fix you You say Im making you a better person Aw fck Not this again and again Could you be anyone Could you be anyone If you want an answer right now Then the answers no Ha! Could you be anyone Could you be anyone
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Bootstraps 02:45
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Cannot hold on to any thing it seems Everything's Gonna slip out my fingertips Be gone Cannot hold on yeah I'm on the ground How we meant to keep picking up Im down down, how much more down I thought that we were done Yeah dear God, dear Lord Got blank stare, who there, cannot see, too dark No one left around here I'm losing Yeah yeah yeah yeah 10, 20, 30 By the bootstraps 40, 50, 60 By the bootstraps 70, 80, 90 By the bootstraps Cut it One hundred, one hunded, one hundred one You think I wanna get back in To where I was before, nah I’ve seen where my feet were misstepping This time I’ll get twice as far And learn the whole damn dance again if I have to Cause damn I’m right and I know it If I need to get a PH.D in falling I’ll be stronger for knowing how to take the hits I’ll vomit if I get sick I’ll leave them if they say “that’s how it is” I’ll find a squad too loyal, lover We push and raise each other Do a job I don’t need to ever quit Get tired and sleep for one minute, get back on it I never wanna give it up I love it all too much That's why it hurts so much 10, 20, 30 By the bootstraps 40, 50, 60 By the bootstraps 70, 80, 90 By the bootstraps Cut it One hundred, one hunded, one hundred one

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Lyrics by FCK
Produced and mixed by Baggy
Mastered by Simo Soo

Cover photo by Stell Petrie

Watch the music video for 'Masculine' here: youtu.be/q7LdV3S8gcs

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released July 25, 2019

Press:

"If “Masculine” is setting the tone for the rest of the tape, we’re dealing with an album that’s bound to make some cis people uncomfortable." - Record Turnover
www.recordturnover.com/2019/07/21/fck/

www.m945.de/fck-tape-one/


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