Pretenders Darko US (Ft. Ben Duerr)
"Pretenders" by Darko US (Ft. Ben Duerr) is a #Metalcore track released in 2021. The song explores themes of betrayal, inner conflict, and the struggle against deception in personal relationships. Its lyrics convey a sense of frustration and resilience, emphasizing the importance of authenticity. Musically, it features heavy guitar riffs, aggressive vocals, and dynamic shifts that enhance its emotional intensity. The collaboration with Ben Duerr adds a unique layer, blending melodic and harsh elements, contributing to its appeal within the metal community.
[Intro: Tom Barber]
Go
[Chorus: Tom Barber]
Such great pretenders
You speak like you have facts
Speaking to save yourself
Shrouded in a coward's mask
[Refrain: Tom Barber]
Loyalty means nothing when there's something left to prove
I'm not saying be a snake, so let's not twist the fucking news
There's something I must say, I hope you're not too goddamn confused
I'm not crawling through my life, living with my neck under your shoe
I'm so bored of this existence, wrong no matter what you do
Judge, jury, executioner, exactly which are you?
Liberate the people, liberate our minds
How will you do that when you all fall right into line?
[Chorus: Tom Barber]
Such great pretenders
You're all fake, just pretenders
[Verse 1: Ben Duerr]
The feeling comes and goes but it never ends
No matter how far back it goes into your mind, a growing derelict
The fire and rage burns and builds inside of you
Proclaiming all that's sacred, deceased is a part of you
No longer a friend, but a fucking target
A loss of senses with a thirst for bloodshed
Striking down through a feeble exterior
The facade would've only held up for so long
Go
[Chorus: Tom Barber]
Such great pretenders
You speak like you have facts
Speaking to save yourself
Shrouded in a coward's mask
[Refrain: Tom Barber]
Loyalty means nothing when there's something left to prove
I'm not saying be a snake, so let's not twist the fucking news
There's something I must say, I hope you're not too goddamn confused
I'm not crawling through my life, living with my neck under your shoe
I'm so bored of this existence, wrong no matter what you do
Judge, jury, executioner, exactly which are you?
Liberate the people, liberate our minds
How will you do that when you all fall right into line?
[Chorus: Tom Barber]
Such great pretenders
You're all fake, just pretenders
[Verse 1: Ben Duerr]
The feeling comes and goes but it never ends
No matter how far back it goes into your mind, a growing derelict
The fire and rage burns and builds inside of you
Proclaiming all that's sacred, deceased is a part of you
No longer a friend, but a fucking target
A loss of senses with a thirst for bloodshed
Striking down through a feeble exterior
The facade would've only held up for so long
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