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Concrete

Four burning wheels are leading us to four walls
White lines are leading us to dark and smokey rooms
Yesterday's sounds are still polluting our brains
The motor sounds like a slaughter to our ears

Radio plays a never ending song and we move on
Driving on a never ending road, concrete is our home
We move on, it's our home
Driving on a never ending road, concrete is our home

We feel like we'll never see home again
Home is where we waste our nights and our days
The highway's straight our lives are winding
The motor sounds like freedom to our ears

Radio plays a never ending song and we move on
Driving on a never ending road, concrete is our home
We move on, it's our home
Driving on a never ending road, concrete is our home

This road leads us to nowhere
Concrete is our home

Radio plays a never ending song and we move on
Driving on a never ending road, concrete is our home
We move on, it's our home
Driving on a never ending road, concrete is our home

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from Broken Hymns For Beating Hearts, released November 23, 2011

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The Decline ! Rennes, France

The Decline ! was born in 2009 in Rennes (Britanny, France), Their first EP, « An old indian cemetery », released in the middle of 2010, shows what it is all about : genuine punk-rock music with a folk and country flavour. Their first full length "Broken hymns for beating hearts" is a mix between punk rock and acoustic folk tunes. ... more

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