Midgard - Currency

They tell me their rhymes
Words filled with crimes
Sex, drugs and lies - legacy of culture that dies
Lyrics are cool
Thoughts are so poor
Let my guitar be an electrical cure

Does it sound like a f**kin' mainstream?
Do you like me being so weird?
Will you follow the pop?
Will you beg for the hope?

Foes are fighting for prize
They try to rise
10 bands at once in this emergency
Vender sells currency
Judges are so blind to see
In this world I just don't wanna be

Does it sound like a f**kin' mainstream?
Do you like me being so weird?
What is your bet on wheel
On the market of currency?

Written by:
Nikita Grigorev

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