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Paroles: Atari Teenage Riot. Burn Berlin Burn. P. R. E. S. S.

This is a story that must be told
This is a story that must be told
You tell lies, you tell lies

P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.
P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.
P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.

Sell your units
Sell your lies all over and over again
Others do like you, just follow
Never act, always react

The industry pays you
You suck their dicks on and on
Your need is always to control

Ninety percent of you is fucking shit, spread your lies
When you write you destroy what others create
You [Incomprehensible], your comments do not count for us
Which side are you on?

To ignore, that's the only real power that you have
You never understand, you never try
And what you don't understand, you can't describe

P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.
P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.
Fuck, it's right

Come on Alec fuck that shit up

Press, fuck you, most of you don't have any opinions
You are not interested in the truth, sometimes
It's better not to describe, never take a stand, always react
Which side are you on?

P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.
P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.
P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S.
P.R.E.S.S., P.R.E.S.S. yeah

This is a story that must be told