Narrative bleating 
Self defeating 
Ideologies

Mantra repeating 
Self fulfilling 
Prophecies 

Infiltrating 
Virtue signalling
Policies   

Punks not that
Punks not this
Punk was never 
COMMUNIST!

Purge the reds from your scene
Make the venues nice and clean
Keep socialism out your town 
Politics of leftist clowns

Punk is freedom 
It’s liberty
Punk doesn’t preach 
What you should be

Get fucked commie punks

commie-punks-get-fucked-(narrative-bleaters-mix).mp3



Why can't I be happy,

Diagnosed Borderline at 15   

Now 38,

Molested youth,

Sexual used like toy ,

Discarded creating wounds,

at 19 self destruction,

Now I'm burnt out,

just a old religion forgotten 

Like I always knew I was,

No matter how much I cry,

I never find release,

Will I ever be ok,

My emotions are like a gun shot to the souls,

Force feeding my glass covered in motor oil,

But never experiencing death ,

Emotionally injecting me with bleach, 

Just to have convolution,

My tears are dry,

Expressionless,

Drugs only go so far to cover the damage,

That no one would protect me,

I drink myself to sleep or until I can't see,

Trying to die,

But knowing I will aways awake the next day,

I started cutting my wrists 

But now I over indulge and write,

Numbing my soul from others and the world

No one wants to know me anyway 

But I can't accept I'll never be ok,

I watch my world burn,

While I drink wine in silence, 

Trap borderline and confused,

Out of control but I look normal,

I can't relate,

My emotions are to strong,

I'm so numb to everything but I am a fire storm in the mind,

Distorted intrusive thought are like,

Being stabbed millions of times,

Feeling every infection for a life time in seconds,

Downloaded a saved

During the day and night,

Knowing know one feels the same,

Or can,

Never meeting anyone because I don't know how,

Isolated learning all I can,

I only got one life not like I'm coming back,

But I try to kill everything everyday with no questions or care for anyone,

Worshiping death but god makes me unable to die when I want,

Forcing me to suffer until my life is over and done,

Borderline 2

It's been a while since I've made an aggressive "dirty-dutch" electro house track. If you've heard two of my previous tracks named "Club Ignite" or "Razor Subline," it's pretty much that same vibe. As I have stated previously, DJs such as Afrojack and DJ Chuckie are massive influences on me and are two of the DJs that got me into EDM back in the late 2000s when I was in high school. This also draws inspiration from moombahton, reggaeton, Latino Urbano (Bad Bunny, Daddy Yankee to name a few), acid house, electro house, tech house, and big room EDM. It's a throwback to the late 2000s - early 2010s Big Room UMF era.

This song was also written to be "shuffle-friendly" for those who like to rave. The name "Presión Alta" means high blood pressure in Spanish, as this type of music is designed to get you in motion.

Crash

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