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It doesn't matter if we ever unlearn this -
It's still looking pretty bleak,
It's still looking pretty dim.
We couldn't keep ourselves from these painful habits,
And never asking for more.I can't stop, I can't slow down.
Moving towards the end -
No faith, no trust, no hope.
I can't stop. I can't stop.
Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall.We are the flies trapped in a moving car,
Helpless while we're searching for scraps.
And we have watched you all exhaust yourselves underneath the entropy,
A severed arm's length apart.I can't stop, I can't slow down.
Moving towards the end -
No faith, no trust, no hope.
I can't stop. I can't stop.
Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall.Wake up, do it again.
Wake up, do it again.
They paved the road for us so we could break our backs.

Our ambition tied the knot so we could clear our heads.I can't stop, I can't slow down.
Moving towards the end -
No faith, no trust, no hope.
I can't stop. I can't stop.
Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall.

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What do you get when you put four mildly disturbed young men in a band house for two years in the middle of the cold, isolated prairie, feeding them Stooges, Soundgarden, rare meat and Zeppelin? Maybe something like Saskatoon's One Bad Son, who are about to take over your iPod. One Bad Son is an anomaly in today’s music industry. At a time when mainstream hard rock has become stale and predictable – and viewed as passé in most indie rock circles – One Bad Son has defied the norm, finding success in a niche of hard rock that is as fresh and intelligent as it is loud.

Read more about One Bad Son on Last.fm.


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