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Recorded by Tim Piotraschke at Pio Recordings
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Mixed by Aljoscha Sieg at the Pitchback Studios in Cologne (Germany)
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Mastering by Brian Hood at 456 Recordings in Nashville, TN
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Guitar Reamping by Greg Tomao at Tomatoe Farm Studio Long Beach, NY
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Video by Ambitious.Films
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Lyrics
My mind is anchored in time, where we lived the stolen phrases that you scream
when did talk get's so cheap
And now I feel like Ernest I am the old man and the scene
every time I hear them talk my heart screams blaspheme
I give up everything just to sing right here
Hate it or love it well I don't care
A waste of time is what I fear
Progress
Anchors aweigh in the name of progress
Anchors aweigh in the name of progress
Strikes us dead our path is finished well whats now you lost your ways
One thing to talk about another thing to live it with our hearts full of faith
And now I feel like Ernest I am the old man and the scene
every time I hear them talk my heart screams blaspheme
I give up everything just to sing right here
Hate it or love it well I don't care
A waste of time is what I fear
If punk is dead who`s gonna dance on its funeral
see you at the funeral
