Make Believe

by Blendof

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released October 2, 2013

All songs written by Blendof. Recorderd, mixed and mastered at Turbine Powered Studios. Artwork by Claudio Nadalutti.

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Blendof Ulm, Germany

For over a decade now, Blendof have been dripping sweat, blood and smiles across any stage or floor that was strong enough to hold them. The band, hailing from Ulm in southern Germany, live for cramming into vans and dragging themselves into the unknown.

Blendof are living proof that Punk Rock is recognized as a spectrum, and it's a spectrum that they are not afraid to draw wide influence from.
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Track Name: No. 2
Hello my rank is number two, all my live I was trying to get through and I still do. While all the pieces of my life are forming a picture of breakdown, I begin to come around.

I never wanted to end this way, like sitting on the backseat of a car, the passive player in the game, only waiting and waiting. Not knowing were the trip goes to, always remaining the number two.
A life without any aim, just waiting and fading!

Sometimes it’s hard to rearrange, might be the loss of confidence, or the fear of change. But I’m moving back, till I start to wack out. This ain’t the solution to stop my pain. I keep my head up while I start to change.

Now I stop to live this way. I’m rising from the backseat of the car. I don’t believe in destiny so I start to drive by my own. I wait for that destination to come, where I can act like number one. Still don’t know where this trip goes to but I’m sick of waiting!

Hold on to your convictions. Don’t ever lose the faith.
Stand by your ideals, don’t stand in the shade!
Track Name: Dead borders
He’s sick of the mess he’s in. He’s got no job and is sick of violence. He’s searching for peace and a better life, for sure!

But you’re putting on your uniform, waiting for your call to come. They’ll send you anywhere, anywhere to protect our borders.
What once were human rights does not exist these times. You’ve gotta catch these guys somehow to defend our nation.

He starts to sell his stuff, or borrows the cash from some human scum. A fortune for the crossing, he is going for broke! According to the media, there is a place where everyone is equal. He will learn that it doesn’t apply to his kind.

And you’re putting on your uniform, waiting for your call to come. They’ll send you anywhere, anywhere to protect our borders.
What once were human rights does not exist these times. You gotta catch these guys somehow to defend our nation.

His gang is fucking dead.

Nobody is illegal! Let’s tear these borders down!
Nobody is illegal….. ANYWHERE!
Track Name: Lies of the righteous
Once within a dream I woke up and it was clear to me.
Your religion is a lie and all the years you cheated me!

If there’s a place for the righteous ones after a god-fearing lifetime, where do those dissembling fellas go after a life in crime?

There are no sins, no salvation and no hell; some inventions of you,
to keep us afraid and make us do, just like you tell.
So you enriched yourselves for centuries, without any bad conscience.
In my opinion you’re the founders of organized crime and exploitive conditions.

Could someone please let us all wake up, because so many are still blacked out!
Could someone please let them all wake up, before it goes into the next round!
Track Name: One of a thousand
Have you ever felt that lonesome, that your mind began to freeze?
No clear idea, all happiness in here, seems to be disappeared.
Have you ever felt that helpless, that moving on becomes hard?
While you try to think differently, all attempts fail indeed… this is how, this is me!

So listen up!

I changed myself in a special way, and it’s hard for me to say, that the only girl I used to love was the one who killed me. It took me a year, from this day on, but the bad feelings aren’t gone. And all along I wish I could get rid of them and get back my lightheartedness.

While I’m dancing, I take a look down at myself, but all I see is flesh all moving.

Some people are searching a whole life long, and cannot reach what we were on. For this kind of love I was willing to sacrifice everything. What kind of person you have to be, to waste what we had anyway. How could I have been that wrong about you, now I’m willing to say fuck you.

While I’m resting I try to forget about the past, so I’m dazing myself with drugs and while I’m sleeping I wake up screaming every night, cause in my dreams you still speak to me

All these lies in my mind, all these scenes in my head repeat again and again and again!
All these lies in my mind, all these scenes in my head repeat again and again and again!

So fuck you!
Track Name: Start to think
Lonesome times in every kind.
Where are we supposed to crawl in?
I see the world through the eyes of a slave.
They sell us short, because no one supports a world in which the evil wins.
Better we didn’t know, before someone starts to think.
So let us fucking criticize and never move our asses. Is it fun living in a cage?
An easy way for getting through is waiting until there’s nothing left to do.
We are the ones creating the face of our world. So don’t we waste that chance for us.
Over and over again we try to make the people use the thing behind their eyes.
If the fire burns there will be no time to hide the view of ignorance.
Unstoppable waves of hate.
A scream a gun, no time, it’s done. We set off the avalanche to bury what was finally dead.
We are the ones creating the face of our world. No one will take that part off of us.
Over and over again we shout the face of the streets is our face from now on.
Who killed the thinking?
Who killed the interest in standing up against what’s fake?
Who killed morality?
Who was the one?
Track Name: One passion!
While days are getting shorter, I think about the past.
12 years have passed since we started up.
From teen-punks to men, or still on the way to that.
One thing kept us from going mad…
This passion!

When I think about all the times we had, my pulse is pounding and my heart is filled with joy. So I raise my glass to all the friends we made, to say thanks for such awesome times. It was fucking great.

From our hearts to yours, passion is the force. Our voices and yours,
punk rock is the cause. And if we keep on going, we will never grow old.
At least not in our hearts and our souls.

The last years have been a blast.
Although it went too fast, we lived every moment like it was our last.
Looking back with a smile on our faces to all the fun.
Bottoms up to the days that are yet to come.

From our hearts to yours, passion is the force. Our voices and yours,
punk rock is the cause. And if we keep on going, we will never grow old.
At least not in our hearts and our souls.

It’s about time to say thanks to awesome bands, which influenced us, and we had the best times with. This one goes out to you. We fucking thank you!

Still Bleak, The Hermans, [Insert cool Name], Friend Of Mine and All Bricks

So I say thanks to all the bands, to our families and friends
for sticking around with us for over twelve years.
You don't know what it means to us, and words cannot describe,
how grateful we are for receiving your love, support and pride.