Sangtekst: Extrema. The Positive Pressure (Of Injustice). Confusion.

Two, Three, Four
Hey man
Listen to the music
Better take of yourself
And don't abuse it
Forget about hit songs or trodden times
Trash, Rap, Grunge, Funky, mixing styles

There are only seven notes
Plus (an)other five lines
Why be stupid man
And complicate your life
Guitar hero era (has come to an) end
(Now) feel the incredible groove of the band

Aren't you brave to follow me?
So forget (about) your past
And your destiny
Move your body
Get into the crowd
This is the right way!!!

Chorus
We don't choose some trend (for a) solution
We don't need your business illusions
We don't cause that bit of confusion
We just know... where's the truth

There are too many bands
With too many deals
Too many preachers
With the wrong ideas
Magazines criticize
(Always) following styles
Fucking poseurs with messed up ties
Selling my ass, "where do I sign?"
Really sorry it's not my style
Someone told me
Go (and) live your life
Be on your guard 'till the end of time

Aren't you brave to follow me?
(So) forget your past and your destiny
Move your body
Get into the crowd
This is the right way

Chorus
GTR solo
Repeat Bridge
Repeat first verse

A trend solution makes a business illusion
We don't choose some trend (for a) solution
We don't need your business illusions
We don't cause that bit of confusion
We just know... Where's the truth!!!