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Offence For Defense
This song was written by Samsara and is performed busking style by Todd on his acoustic guitar. Reached #28 in Acoustic Rock.
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Todd - words and Samsara - music
1997-2005 Todd Andrew Pronovost
2003 demo self-production
Wed Feb 02, 2005
Acoustic : Acoustic Rock
1997-2005 Todd Andrew Pronovost
2003 demo self-production
Wed Feb 02, 2005
Acoustic : Acoustic Rock
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» highest in charts: # 183 (126,917 songs currently listed in Acoustic)
» highest in sub-genre: # 26 (18,924 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 26 (18,924 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Rock)
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OFFENCE FOR DEFENCE
Your words are so sharp,
They cut through my mind
like a rusty razor blade,
feeling uneasy quite a bit queasy,
At the center stage of your rage,
Guilty of paying too much attention,
I'm sure not impressed
by your anal retention,
Guilty of innocence when it comes down to,
comprehending your common sense,
Offense for Defence,
What is the point?,
Let's solve everything and blow up this joint,
Offense for Defence,
What is this game?,
Using the name of peace in vain,
Forged by your parents to be just like them,
Turned into a flower to be cut at the stem,
Enforced a bunch of values that are worth nothing,
Remember that the bee can lose it's sting,
No matter how much space you win
in the long run,
You'll end up with nothing,
And probably with no one,
feeling uneasy quite a bit queasy,
At the center stage of your rage,
Offense for Defence,
What is this game?,
Using the name of peace in vain,
Your words are so sharp,
They cut through my mind like a rusty razor blade,
feeling uneasy quite a bit queasy,
At the center stage of your rage,
Your words are so sharp,
They cut through my mind
like a rusty razor blade,
feeling uneasy quite a bit queasy,
At the center stage of your rage,
Guilty of paying too much attention,
I'm sure not impressed
by your anal retention,
Guilty of innocence when it comes down to,
comprehending your common sense,
Offense for Defence,
What is the point?,
Let's solve everything and blow up this joint,
Offense for Defence,
What is this game?,
Using the name of peace in vain,
Forged by your parents to be just like them,
Turned into a flower to be cut at the stem,
Enforced a bunch of values that are worth nothing,
Remember that the bee can lose it's sting,
No matter how much space you win
in the long run,
You'll end up with nothing,
And probably with no one,
feeling uneasy quite a bit queasy,
At the center stage of your rage,
Offense for Defence,
What is this game?,
Using the name of peace in vain,
Your words are so sharp,
They cut through my mind like a rusty razor blade,
feeling uneasy quite a bit queasy,
At the center stage of your rage,
