X: A Decade Of Decadence

by XP8

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about

As XP8 we are really proud of this record, a release that crowns a decade long adventure that brought us, and our music, around the world.
So we really feel the need to thank you this time for all the support you showed in the first ten years of our life.

In loving memory of Ella (1953 - 2011).

credits

released 27 October 2011

Written, performed and produced by XP8.
Remix and additional production on tracks 8, 9, 10 by respective remixers.
Lyrics and vocals by Marko Resurreccion.
Lyrics and vocals on tracks 8, 10 by Paul Toohill.
Vocals on track 5 by Stewart Who?
Engineered and mixed by Marko Resurreccion @ Apple+S Studios.
Mastered by Kolja Trelle @ Koltron Studios.
Artwork by Vlad McNeally @ kallisti:design.

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Track Name: Bullet Hole
I'm always talking with god
We share the same mirror
Dilated pupils, dilated egos.

We're the bloodshot eyed clique
'cos sleep deprived is the new chic
No future and Love under Will.

We're terrified to go all the way
Ashamed of the stupid things we say
Always looking for more trust to betray.

Most deprived without a backstage pass
Hooked on youth that cannot last
Banging our heads to the pulse of the drum.

Remember it ain't cool to be in love
'cos all we want are tortured souls
Forget everything you knew before
Your conscience empty like a bullet hole.
Track Name: Burning Down
We're all sheep, we're all fucking sheep.

We fall in line, fall into place
We keep our mouth shut and keep the pace
We keep our head down and stare to the floor
We're here to witness our fall...

We watch our town, watch it burning down
We watch the greed in which we drown
We watch our town burning to the ground
We watch the future, it's right now...

Driven by money blinded by faith
We feel our lives slowly slipping away
Gripped by fear of losing the little we've got
Obey anything they say, we pray to our gods.

We watch our town, watch it burning down
We watch the greed in which we drown
We watch our town burning to the ground
We watch the future, it's right now…

We keep our head down and stare to the floor
We're here to witness our fall.
Track Name: Fragility
Love that fragility of yours
The one that fills your doubts
The one fleshing out your jealousy
Oh how I love that fragility.

Love that wicked smile of yours
The one you pull to turn me on
The one I feel on your lips at night
Oh how I love your smile.

But isn't love supposed to give you strength?
How come I crumble each time our hours together end?
I feel the loss more than I feel the touch
Your beauty intoxicating me so much
It kills me.

Love that fragility of yours
The one that fills your doubts
The one fleshing out your jealousy
Oh how I love that fragility.

But isn't love supposed to give you strength?
How come I crumble each time our hours together end?
I feel the loss more than I feel the touch
Your beauty intoxicating me so much
it kills me
It kills me
It kills me.

And I hate this weakness of mine
The one I try to hide with rhymes
The one fuelling your stress
Oh how I hate my weakness.
Track Name: Wake Up!
I live my nightmare, I dream my life
Afraid to stay awake, too scared to close my eyes.

Pray for the injustice of war,
Pray for all the battles you lost,
Pray for all the blood that's been shed,
And pray to kill this dream in your head.

Wake up!
I live my nightmare, I dream my life
Afraid to stay awake, too scared to close my eyes.

Pray for the injustice of war,
Pray for all the battles you lost,
Pray for all the blood that's been shed,
And pray to kill this dream in your head.
Scream for the ideals you betrayed,
Scream for all the friends that you failed,
Scream for all the crimes that you dream,
And scream for every soul that you killed.

Wake up!
I live my nightmare, I dream my life
Afraid to stay awake, too scared to close my eyes.
Track Name: Trip (feat. Stewart Who?)
It doesn't matter if you ain't rich
It doesn't matter if life's a bitch
It doesn't matter if you have no friends
It doesn't matter if your affair ends
It doesn't matter if your job sucks
It doesn't matter if you're getting fat
It doesn't matter if you can't pay the bills
It doesn't matter how old you feel.

Cos all you need is booze, NoWear, drugs and Ryanair
Cos all you need is booze, NoWear, drugs and Ryanair

We don't care about your luxury car
We don't care if you date a star
We don't care about your fancy dress
We don't care if you are in the press
We don't care about your fiancee
We don't care if he's great in bed
We don't care about your house so posh
We don't care, no we don't care at all.

Cos all you need is booze, NoWear, drugs and Ryanair
Cos all you need is booze, NoWear, drugs and Ryanair
Track Name: Decadence
Standing in the midst of all our fears
We contemplate the choices the future deals,
Afraid to stray from our spiraling path
Hiding in the glory of ages past.

Lost in our pride, a craving of old
Waiting for a prize we cannot behold
Lost is our fight, lost is our world
We worship our own decadence, our dying soul.

The voices we once had,
Sang our fortune and fame
They have drowned in a sea of shame
Shipwrecked against the shoals of greed
We crawl to shore, we cannot speak.

A lie so bright, we cannot see,
We're dumb and deaf, we cannot speak.

Lost in our pride, a craving of old
Waiting for a prize we cannot behold
Lost is our fight, lost is our world
We worship our own decadence, our dying soul.
Track Name: The Wound That Won't Heal
You're the wound that won't heal
You're the breath I can't breathe
You're the seed slowly sinking in me
You're the one that I need.

You're the wound that won't heal
You're the breath I can't breathe
You're the seed slowly sinking in me
You're the drug that I need.

You're the one that I feel
You're the one that I need.
Track Name: Muv Your Dolly (Aesthetic Perfection Remix)
She’s my little dolly, she does as I ask
Waiting for my word, whilst the hours pass
I make my Dolly move, I nudge her into line
Pushing her along, she gives me all her time

I command and order, to my beck and call
I decide just how high and then I let her fall
But my Dolly wants something I can’t give her
She wants life, she wants to feel

Suffer and bleed, laugh and cry
If I give her life she’ll have to die.
Suffer and bleed, laugh and cry
If I give her life she’ll have to die.

So I muv my Dolly, give her my commands
Gently force her existence, she’s Putty in my hands
Emotions that she can’t feel and never understand
Gently force her existence, she’s Putty in my hands

Suffer and bleed, laugh and cry
If I give her life she’ll have to die.
Suffer and bleed, laugh and cry
If I give her life she’ll have to die.
Track Name: The Art Of Revenge (Autodafeh Remix)
I’ve got the discipline, I’ve got control
I’ve got the guts to take your blows
And you won’t see me coming for you
Revenge is an art, I play by its rules...

The pain I suffered, repaid tenfold
Insult, mockery, all the lies I’m told
But i can wait, I can restrain
The plan unravelling in my brain.
And when the time’s right you won’t escape
I’ll have no mercy, no soul, just rage
And then i'll strike and strike again
I will teach you all 'bout pain.

This is my revenge
Your end, your punishment
Too late to repent
This is my revenge

The art of revenge is an art with an end
A pain to deploy a means to destroy.

This is my revenge
Your end, your punishment
Too late to repent
This is my revenge
Track Name: Cuttin'n'Drinkin (Vanity Police Remix)
Slice and dice my dear.
It's twice as nice with fear.
You like being cut
And he is so near.

He likes drinking
Who cares what they're thinking?
You like giving
And now you're sinking.

Everyone's a loser
In the game of blood
Take all you can
Oh it tastes so good.

Cutting and drinking
Bleeding and sinking
Time for a game of blood
A cut can feel so good.
Cutting and drinking
Bleeding and sinking
Time for a game of blood
A cut can feel so good.

Try to imagine it,
Pain, forever
Pain, forever

You (Pain forever).

You
Like giving.

You (Pain)
Like giving (Forever).

You
Like giving
Blood.

Forever.