This is what I love, and can't stop loving.
Get wasted at parties, from 9 'til 7 in the morning.
I live for the music, rolling Blunts, feeling high, getting loaded, or take some pills and go to La-la-land.
Spending all my money on dope and extreme high priced tickets, but in the end it's all worth it!
I'd like to live in my own world, fuck regular life, fuck a 9 to 5 job, I'm thrilled taking joy every moment, every hour, every minute
That's what I do on friday's and saturday's.
Why should i take life so seriously? I just want to do what i like to do.
Be far from reality, because i can't stand society.
This is my own world, i just want to hear the music.
I think the whole system fucking sucks, everyone is working their fucking ass off during the week, getting totally fucking stressed out.
So what's wrong and what's right? I live for the weekend, I live for HARDCORE, I live for HARDCORE baby...
Come on, let's go!
Als de clap ritmische slagen begint te maken,
En de snares roffelend beginnen in te haken,
En daarna de bassdrum de speakers doet kraken,
Begint het feestbeest in me te ontwaken.
Als de melodie het geheel kleur geeft,
En de lead door de zaal zweeft,
En ik zie dat iedereen zich helemaal inleeft,
Dat iedereen samen rave’t en de grond beeft,
Dan voel ik een intens geluk,
Kan m’n nacht niet meer stuk.
Ik ga door tot het eind,
A hardcore state of mind!!!
