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released June 4, 2015

Recorded in Studio Bengt, Lund, Sweden in August-September 2014. Recorded, produced and mastered by Gustav Burn in Atlas Losing Grip. All songs written by All Access.

Folke Narin - Vocals
Finn Möller - Bass & Vocals
Christian Ljungberg - Guitar & Vocals
Carl Scherstén - Drums

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Track Name: The Other F-Word
This city screams of aggravation
And it is all because of you
But there is one word that will make you fall, one and all
Prepare for your own demolition
Cause we’re gonna see this through
We’ll walk hand in hand together, our endeavor will last forever
Stab us and you’ll make us strong

Extreme actions will cause a response
Outrageous, you’re thoughts are nothing short of absurd
In time you’ll admit that you had it wrong
We’ll break you with the other f-word

When every inch of my body’s screaming no
And everyone all around me is shouting go
You say we’re equal, but where is their love and their compassion?
And what you write about is struggle
This city needs a new sensation
One that involves us everyone
The key’s a word that might sound weird to you, way overdue
Brothers and sisters sing

Extreme actions will cause a response
Outrageous, you’re thoughts are nothing short of absurd
In time you’ll admit that you had it wrong
We’ll break you with the other f-word

No struggle
It’s an assault
No struggle
It’s an assault

Extreme actions will cause a response
Outrageous, you’re thoughts are nothing short of absurd
In time you’ll admit that you had it wrong
We’ll break you with the other f-word
Track Name: Blood on My Hands
I always knew I was strong with myself
But I need you to be weak
Can’t distract me on my own
Need you here if I’m alone
Doesn’t matter where I am or what I do
It’s not that pretty

For every hour wasted there is blood on my hands
A slow and painful kill that wasn’t a part of my plans
A routine, some safety, something to hold on to
Would carry me
A slaughter, a bloodbath, these murders are my own
I guarantee

I never thought it’d be this hard to keep
What I always have called mine
Recognition is a joke
Watch the fire and the smoke
Clear as day what I’ve been up to all this time
Yes I am guilty

For every hour wasted there is blood on my hands
A slow and painful kill that wasn’t a part of my plans
A routine, some safety, something to hold on to
Would carry me
A slaughter, a bloodbath, these murders are my own
I guarantee

I wash my hands of what I have done
I’m turning this around

I wash my hands of what I have done
I’m turning this around
Track Name: The Ignorance Among Us Good
There’s another way of acting than sitting round and wait for change
And don’t tell me that you’re unable to figure out what you believe in
It’s all

A joke!
To you!
A mind!
Without!
A thought

You cannot forfeit just ‘cause you think that it’s gonna work out anyway
It’s up to us to bring them down. Come on, let’s go, don’t hold back
Don’t hold back!

The evil ones are not the danger but the ignorance among us good
Yell out
Make up your mind
Don’t let them fool you
See there’s a purpose to fight against them come join us everyone
Track Name: Advisory
Kids be advised, there’s a lot at stake about your future
You’re on thin ice if your parents don’t get their act together
Who are they helping out?
Why choose what’s easy?
Another word you don’t recall, another spree inside the mall
All they have to do is take the fight

Sense of boundaries is an asset
Basic respect has its qualities
So throw away your fucking broom
And let your stone hit a rough patch
Call this a juvenile advisory
Do or die

A friendly smile is not always the best solution
That extra mile might just turn out to be worth it
A responsibility
To put their foot down
Who else is gonna hit the brakes? Not everyone’s got what it takes
One day you’re the ones who’ll take the fight

Sense of boundaries is an asset
Basic respect has its qualities
So throw away your fucking broom
And let your stone hit a rough patch
This is our juvenile advisory
Do or die

Stay on your toes and don’t delay or else you’ll throw it all away
This commitment you can’t break

Stay on your toes and don’t delay, you will thank yourself one day
This commitment you can’t break
Track Name: Tracks
Wake up from your slumber, rub your eyes
A new day’s dawning
Take part of what this day have to give
Potential’s calling
There’s lots of ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’ to worry about
And every other day is filled with doubt

But today seems like a day for us to reach for a PMA
It’s in the air
In the tracks we can run away from all that’s causing pain
Just face the glare

Come up to that state of mind you know
Where time’s just flying
Just do whatever strikes you here and now
Thinking is lying
Put on the tunes to let your troubles go
Forget the cold, let the desire grow

Cause today seems like a day for us to reach for a PMA
It’s in the air
With our tracks we can dream away from all that’s causing pain
Without a care

There is no time to worry
The PMA control it

There is no time to worry
The PMA control it