Be Your Own Phoenix

by Mr. Cräbs

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This is our debut album, now also available for download here.

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released October 15, 2011

Recorded and mixed by Kairee @ HouseTurnRecords.

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Mr. Cräbs Dresden, Germany

We are Mr. Cräbs, a 90ies Crossover, Rapcore, Alternative Metal, whatever-you-may-call-us band from Dresden, Germany. Founded in 2008 and still playing the songs we like to.

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Track Name: Bird's Battle
You can't take my thoughts away.

Dependent on a mood,
A feeling no one can describe appears,
We ignore the signs all around us
By violently straining our nerves.

I’m battling you cuz you’re battling me,
Cuz they’re battling you for they could not be free.
I’m seeing the points you can’t see cuz you’re blind,
Cuz they blinded you for they could not see behind.

I’m battling you cuz you’re battling me,
Cuz they’re battling you for they could not be free.
I’m going the ways you can’t go cuz you’re tame,
Cuz they tamed you for they do not want you aflame.

A Bird is born and takes off from the ground,
Time and space are moving so fast you can’t count.
While the minutes and meters are passing by,
We ignore our brainwaves’ philosopher’s cry.

Goin’ back, goin’ forth, you won’t ever reach
The point you can say of: “I wanna stay!”
You seem confused and I don’t wanna preach,
But there is still something more to say:

No, I don’t save you,
You have to want to.
No, I won’t save
you!
Be your own phoenix and try to grow.

A bird is flying and then crashes on the ground,
Time and space are moving so fast you can’t count.
While the minutes and meters are passing by,
We ignore our brainwaves’ philosopher’s cry.

Gone back, gone forth, you didn’t ever reach
The point you could say of: “I wanna stay!”
You seemed confused and I didn’t wanna preach,
But there's been something more to say!

You're exhausted, depressed and feel outplayed
By a force you are unwilling to understand.
Confused, misused, you resign to refuse,
To escape the moment, to free the condemned.
By which notion this comes I don’t know,
But I surely will never, I will never offend
Your idea of life for the sake of protection
but if you want to, I will be at hand.

No, I don’t save you,
You have to want to.
No, I won’t save
you!
I won’t!
So be your own phoenix and try to grow!
So be your own phoenix!
Track Name: Phrasemonger
East to the west to the north to the south
you are the best according to your mouth.
But we infest and we'll finally arouse,
this is a test: elephant versus mouse!
We express just what we feel,
not a big poetic deal,
and your words may appear stronger,
but at least we're no phrasemongers!

Chorus:
Why you wanna talk about our generation,
what you wanna state about it is none-
sense. So what you say is just some empty phrases!
Whatchu whatchu wanna say?
You're the stereotype of our generation,
what you wanna state about it is none-
sense. So what you wanna tell us about
our generation?

Why do you look like you're down with the street?
Why do you always have Nikes on your feet?
Why you're trying to 2-step on every beat?
And why do you just listen to “the classics” on repeat?

We're exploring, cuz it's boring, to hear snoring every day.
Not conform with this norm of brainless worms waiting to pray!
Clear tradition with a vision, no suspicion, so let's go!
New is not always best, but the rest may not be better though!

Chorus

Listen!
From time to time I start wondering about myself,
when I realize I'm wandering the easy path,
it's five to twelve
to step back from a routine that ruins the dive
I wanna live, to get and give not such a stiff life.
So the reason why I criticize to swim with the stream
or to lead people acting like some sheep into that steam
of feeling better than the rest, if they're part of the team,
is that I think it doesn't help your mind to keep keen.
It's not important to be studied or to form the elite,
cuz in fact abnormal flight to the top just causes greed
for power, and that's something to go sour!
But if it's your goal, go spit from the highest tower!

Chorus

Clear tradition with a vision, no suspicion, so let's go!
New's not always best, but the rest will not be better though!
Track Name: Shortfall
I would have helped you, if you had the time to show
me the reason for your shortfall..
Show me the reason!

Come smell the fear with your high-raised nose
Strong, tough, straight to the rule, I know your pose.
So idiotic, hypnotic, all in all supposed
Disability to deal with opinions far away from those
Beaten to your brain since the day you’ve lost your repose!
Your ideals make you way to proud:
you will break by overdose!
You will break by overdose!

I would have helped you if you had the time
To show Me The Reason For
Your Shortfall Without Saying
No!

You're full of hate! I just see a growing shortfall!
Heartless! You don't wanna see...
So full of hate! I just see a growing shortfall!
You don’t see anything at all!

Yeah!
Emotion what a strange phrase
But in your life there was a phase
Full of real feelings before you were raised
To absolute rationality behind your face
Cuz your business doesn’t need your heart and grace,
Nevertheless your sensation should be retraced!
You’re afraid of reactions that can’t be left undone.

Although the danger exists you should never shun
The society preventing that you are no one.
Although the danger exists you should never shun
someone.

You're full of hate! I just see a growing shortfall!
Heartless! You don't wanna see...
So full of hate! I just see a growing shortfall!
You don’t see anything at all!

I would have helped you
if you had the time to show
Me the reason for your shortfall
Without saying no!

If hate is what consumes you,
why don't you turn your back
on the way you treat your crew
and leave the needles in the haystack?
Some reposition would be nice, too,
so what's your special attack (in terms of love)?
If your growth was colours one could only see black,
are these blinkers still part of your identity rack?
Protect your neck by simply check the white flag
you wave is seen from all around your wreck.

Men in trees are too wise for your pleas.
Stop fearing life, time for you to release
the communication skills for the peace
you want to achieve as an inner wish.

WISH!

You're full of hate! I just see a growing shortfall!
Heartless! You don't wanna see...
So full of hate! I just see a growing shortfall!
You don’t see anything at all!
Track Name: Metamorphosis
Y'all whazzup?
Jump, move, fight, live,
one life to give,
fed up with it,
change it!

Like phoenix out of the fires of doom came our transformation.
We saw all the rocking stereotypas ready for masturbation.
No space left for silly misinterpretation,
It was all just recombination.

Turn on, turn on your open mind, listen!
Check out, check out the otherness, time to set it off!
Turn on, turn on your open mind, listen!
Check out, check out this new stuff, set it off Mr. Cräbs,
We are the fed-up kids!

Lets go!
Forsaken-we try! We've Mistaken, now retrieve.

We are forsaken in my head, but not dead!

You were ready for yesterdays pleasure, now are you ready for some inspiration?
We set the set on fire, do you need a bit of motivation?
Spill the news around this hollow nation:
We are ready for some good vibration!

Turn on, turn on your open mind, listen!
Check out, check out the otherness, time to set it off!
Turn on, turn on your open mind, listen!
Check out, check out this new stuff, set it off Mr. Cräbs,
We are the fed-up kids!

I feel so saturated, tired of being satellite,
I feel so saturated, sometimes I need an escape from the real life.
I feel so saturated, tired of being satellite,
I feel so saturated, Cräbs-style as a small escape from your all day life.

Forsaken-we try! We've Mistaken, now retrieve.

We are forsaken in my head, but not dead!
Don't be mistaken for a dead!
Track Name: The New Vibe
Feels like the heat is coming in,
some secret doors are opening
to whom the keys were lost a very long time
but now my heart screams “fire” and my voice's ready to rhyme.

I felt this vibe never before,
it's like cruising towards a new shore.
The sails are set, the anchor's weighed
and finally I'm no longer thinking that I'm too late.

This is the new vibe,
can you feel this strength?
The guts to change becoming rife,
we're attacking on the flanks.
This is the new vibe,
we can fill the blanks!
It's not another strife,
it's the energy of peace tanks.

I'm free again, at least my mind is free.
I see again what I was unable to see.

Yeah – Disengagement of the phoenix!

The genius I know walks on the borders of society,
He’s free of the compulsions built up by meritocracy,
Not childish, but ingenuous, he lives a life of simple be
Instead of have, he don’t get stuffed by pure absurdity.

I'm free again, at least my mind is free.
I see again what I was unable to see.
Track Name: L.T.T.A.
(Love, Time, Think, Act)

Sentimentally I watch some happy kids
On a playground, I’m using all my wits
To focus on this story full of culprits
Who encourage many children just to break their habits
Like rabbits from animal testing farms, oh, these maggots,
They’re constantly ruining their credits,
But with some pay strips,
changin digits, make this legit,
make it fit, it’s a crime, they knew it,
but all they will do
is feeding innocent children with some more poo-stew.

It’s a life like that, that I’ll be sparing you.
It’s a life like that, that I won’t put you through.

First faith, second knowledge.
Third hope, fourth fear.
If these are your merits you’re missing all the dear
You could give, if your stiff cliff
Of a heart would be more than a sniff
Where is your love? This more than negative.
It’s impatient and so unfair
To raise a kid like a teddy bear
With way too much blonde hair causing way too much despair.

They are still under fire
like second to none.
The message is so dire:
They’re not the only suffering ones.
Watching goals set higher
Imperfection makes my day
The message is so dire:
These kids are not so far away.

Fertilized just by religion, media and their apathy
This song should remind them to free responsibility.

It’s a life like that, that I’ll be sparing you.
It’s a life like that, that I won’t want you to be put through.

Thinking of Kongo, Zimbabwe or even Iraq
It makes me sick to know that there are kids on attack
As small soldiers, their whole life in a backpack
and years later nothing more than an emotional wreck.

And then they march in lines,
no government confines
this steadily decline,
cuz everyone here’s fine.

They are still under fire
like second to none.
The message is so dire:
They are the most suffering ones.
Watching goals set higher
Imperfection makes my day
The message is so dire:
These kids are simply far away.

So far away!

First: love, second: time.
Third: think, fourth: act.
Second to none, they’re second to none.

These kids are simply far away.
We close our eyes day by day.
Problem human society
Can’t be solved by simply
Swallowing compassion!
Track Name: Some Lotion 4 Commotion
Commotion, step inside
Commotion, people freakin out and I don't know why
Commotion, step inside
Commotion, people getting crazy and I can't decide

whether to criticize
you don't apologize
for telling always lies
no one identifies.
Wanna resist the ties
cuz they just advertise
the downfall supersized!
Let's go!

Who psychs money religions
when all the legends go?
Who can withstand contagions
when all legends are gone?

One-Two-Three-Roll
For the ones who are interested, for the ones that don't feel molested, when they'll be tested, if they best it, the menace coming up for all the infested:
Prove your courage, you're a chaser! You're on the way to hunt the debaser, don't stumble into those schemer's razor, read the inscription to use your eraser. Yeah!

Commotion, step inside
Commotion, people freakin out and I do know why
Commotion, step inside
Commotion, people getting crazy and I chose my side

Wanna resist the ties
cuz they just advertize
the downfall supersized,
No more apologies!
Don't stop to force your motivation
into the thirst for revelation
We are ready for the profanation
of this bullshit money-madmens invasion!
We have to criticize
those yelling money lies
and those whitewashing guys.
Let's go!

Who psychs money religions?
We can, if it's our goal!
Who can withstand contagions?
We can, we come in shoals!

Why do you need this animation?
Think for yourselves, come start participation!
Why do you need this animation?
Start thinking for yourself, come start

Commotion, step inside
Commotion, people freakin out and I do know why
Commotion, step inside
Commotion, people getting crazy, you must choose you side.
Track Name: Gotta Cough Hard
Racism sucks!
Never hold back what ya feel,
throw up everything what is real.
You see, it's me
with whose reactions you can't deal.
You lose! It's you
whose prejudices don't come true.
I see, it's me
who is astonishing you.

You suffer – ohoh, ohoh.
You wonder 'bout me.

Try to crack down on me,
but you can't smack down for free
You lose – it's me
who will climb the highest tree.
Never try to change my personality
by force, cause empathy is the key
to sympathy between you, me
and everyone else wanting his liberty.

You suffer – ohoh, ohoh.
You wonder 'bout me.
You cough hard – ohoh, ohoh.
But you can't change me.

I always hold my own, you'd never...
I always hold my own, that's not your style.
You always try to point a finger on my file.
But my receipt to freedom's individuality,
by following the trends you're never gonna feel free.

You suffer – ohoh, ohoh.
You wonder 'bout me.
You cough hard – ohoh, ohoh.
But you can't change me.

Hahahaha, You don't respect my style
It's true, you never gonna change.
You have no single clue, you got me wrong
I'm not afraid of you and don't think that you're strong.
You're so afraid of otherness
cuz differences make you less
ordinary, at least I guess
this is a lack of colourfulness.
You never gonna stop complexity
to fructify all day's life routine.
My way to see the world contentedly
is full of real colours in mutual peace and harmony.

Try to crack down on me,
can't stop yourself to pee
your pants, it's me
who owns your nightmare's cage key.
Never try to change my personality
by force, cause servility has a fee.
You're telling lies, we disagree:
it's all about the liberty.
Track Name: Between Clean And Obscene
By the time that passed you're still full of fears
and that's not the way my spears
should and could finally pierce your chest!

The messages sting you like quills of a mad porcupine,
questioning truth, fake life and your everyday resigning.
Why are you still accompanying me?
Time to set out for own quests.

Why don't you leave me alone?
Stop being a lazy-ass clone,
perhaps I lie to the bone?
Why don't you leave me - alone?
Track Name: A Throw Of (Para)Dice
Why?
I know you and your paradise
I see through all the televised.
You don't know me from your paradise
I slit throats of fashion lies.

Consumption of everything is killing our freedom.

Rise up!
We call from outta cognition
your senses feel the opposition
the aim is slowly demolition
of the media malnutrition.

Wanna tie the bosses of this falling age
and then sink them to escape the golden cage
we are caught in, dazed is our honest rage.
Courage to the truth is our whitest blank page.

Believe the hype created for
your brain to stop being the core
and your heart's seen only as eyesore
deaf, dumb, blind – so whatchu said before?

Whatchu wanna say, I cannot see the the point.
Whatchu gonna do, you sleep with open eyes.
Whatchu wanna say, I cannot see the the point.
What I gonna do: encountering demise.

Your paradise is trembling
I throw the dice for saving
My paradise from breaking
I become the snake.

Rise!

Rise up!
We call from outta cognition
your senses feel the opposition
the aim is slowly demolition
of the media malnutrition.

Wake up!
Applepie!
Snake attack!
Paradise ends now!
Track Name: Lonely Bug
You want my everything, my everything is all I need
You steal identity, identity's what makes us free!

You are – you're so phoney, you're so phoney.
You are here and who's the bug in this revelation?
You are! You're the bug in this revelation.

Walking down the street's not that easy,
when you try to do it unsuspectedly:
Cams are here and there and everywhere,
never gonna stop recording all day.
Are your rights worth the duties you must bear
and is unsolicited saving of private info fair?

You are – you're so phoney, you're so phoney.
You are here and who's the bug in this revelation?
You are! You're the bug in this revelation.

I pick holes in the authority,
not afraid of insecurity:
I don't think ACAB,
but police doesn't save your privacy
nor do the digital fingerprints bailee
it's a gap in this policy!

(Stitti):
There are stories, and then there is the truth.
And I´m not amused.
Their surveillance state is not just a freakin` photo booth.
Police supervision is just civil adaptation of
military doctrins, tracing motion
for potentially useful information.

They play so phoney, but they're hungry!
They work so lonely, but they are only hungry!

They want my everything, my everything's what makes me free,
They'll take my everything, my everything is all I
need

Tryin to get me freed I delete this sheet
claimin defeat of my bleeding soul.
But to proceed they just need an elite
ready for every deed through a conceit role
feed. This concrete speed makes me delete this sheet
provin they completed my soul.
And to proceed they just need an elite
ready for one more “feat” as a
MOLE.

– they're not lonely, but they're hungry for our data,
see your one-to-one copy later.
NO – they are phoney, they are spying out our lives
unless the our protest will arise.
They will scan you, pan you, they will bleed you, when in bloom. (2x)
They will scan you, pan you soon. (8x)
Track Name: My Right 2 Wonder
You have your rights and I am right,
We have the right of displaying,
The right to find your own personal bride
And then to see your personality fraying.

You have the right to have free contact,
A free press and locked-up hand guns,
To get a counsel and see soldiers interact,
To profit by animal dummy runs.

There’s no use in quarreling or fight.
Only thinking to be right is to be right.

The human right on earth instead of outlaw
Is to be right and to become a lawyer.
Wonderful, for sure, wonderful, the pure.
Wonderful, for sure, wonderful.
Right!

You’ve the right to clean your room from above to underneath,
To get asylum and live within save frontiers,
To get rid of anti-constitutionals and to use a sheath,
To buy useless information from profiteers.
Bang your head until you’re dead!

Wonderful, for sure, wonderful, the pure.
Wonderful, for sure, wonderful.
Return of thingamajig’s
Cuz all the judges wear wigs.

You have the right to offer resistance,
But the government’s allowed to break it,
You have the right to get buried by insurance,
After using the right to secretly fake it.

You have the right to cross on your hi-tech bike
Through bogs and other nature reserves,
There’s no right for a workplace, but for strike,
and if you're lucky no one cares if you smoke bud
to calm down your nerves.

There’s no use in quarreling or fight.
Only thinking to be right is to be right.

The human right on earth instead of outlaw
Is to be right and to become a lawyer.
Wonderful, for sure, wonderful, the pure.
Wonderful, for sure, wonderful.
Return of thingamajig’s
Cuz all the judges wear wigs.
Track Name: Till The Lights Appear
You were so strong – and I was weak, recalled it everyday
Where I belong – it was in the mud and no one crossed my way
But then along – came some new friends, who dare me just to flay
What was among – my thoughts and life, harassing me all day.

They came to trip the wire.
Time’s up – we’re here.
They came to set the fire.
Never gonna stop till the lights appear.

Bleed me, speed me and force-feed me!
Daunt me, haunt me, what’s the jaunt’s fee?
Trying vying without prying!
Step aside, you’re no more tying!

You are not my friend,
You don’t comprehend,
You don’t condescend,
You are not my friend.

Now you’re so weak – and I’m strong, you call me all those names
Cuz you’re a freak – who doesn’t see, he should go where he came
From long ago - your time is up, nothing’s left of your fame
And I can show – the world from now on who’s the one to blame.

We gonna trip the wire.
Time’s up – we’re here.
We gonna to set the fire.
Never gonna stop till the lights appear.

You were so nice from the first time that you’ve appeared,
Then you gained power and dictated my fear.
I took a big step and I started to debug
My inner source code, uncovering that you are just a DRUG!

Yeah!
Save yourself from addiction!
The force to do so’s in your head!
Better to live with some afflictions,
Then living daily close to dead!
Daily close to dead!

You are not my friend,
You don’t comprehend,
You don’t condescend,
You are not my friend.