STROKE

by CHAVER

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`Stroke` is the first EP of CHAVER. After the Band was founded in early 2016 they focused on touring and recorded `Stroke`. They tried to wirte a short, raw and fast yet groovy hardcore record. The lyrics refer to subjects as pressure to do well, crossed personal boundaries or domination by state, law and society.

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released March 20, 2017

Recorded mixed and mastered by Ron Abjured in September 2016 at Basement Palace Studios.
music by chaver

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CHAVER Halle (Saale), Germany

CHAVER started in 2016

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Track Name: STROKE
Trapped
Will I get a fucking stroke?

They won´t let me alone, even though i gave them that much
You can not quench their thirst
Friendly smiling but kicking in your back
I´m trapped between their fangs
Living under their spell
Ain´t got no chance to run away
Even if I dare
Another day, same old pain, it never stops
Wonder if I can stand it one more night
in between their fangs

They won´t let me alone
You can´t quench their thirst
Even though
they´re friendly smiling,
they´re kicking in your back

Notes:
About how law and state have a firm hand
on us and urge us to follow their (sometimes)
absurd rules and about how this leaves lots of us
in a state of constant anger, fear and paranoia.
Track Name: RESTRICTED AFFECT
Fear, self hatred rammed into those without a voice

Fear implanted by those who separate us
Restricted affect in this act of domination
Doomed to numb what lives deep inside
Fit in a template, that´s the given guideline

Not a cog in this fucking machine
I´m not a cog in this fucking machine

Not given a voice by society
Because structured life plans make us more controllable
They are feared of freedom of love
Because love is what finally makes us
Free

Not a cog in this fucking machine
I´m not a cog in this fucking machine

Free your mind

Fear implanted by those who separate us
Restricted affect in this act of domination
Doomed to numb what lives deep inside
Fit in a template, that´s the given guideline

Notes:
About how huge parts of society try to force us
to live and love the way they consider right and
about its effects on the oppressed.
Track Name: APPRAISED
Not an object of your fucking lust
Your everyday behavior fills me with disgust
These compliments, something that i don`t need
I´m fed up with this normativity
Compliments, something that we don´t need
Fed up with this normativity

Sick of that feeling of being appraised
I don´t give a shit if you´re disgust or amazed
Screw your opinion, screw what you say
About the way I look or the shape of my body

But don´t be upset don´t be scared
Not everyone wants to be left alone
Just make sure you do not cross a line
Everyone marks for ones own.
Just make sure you do not cross a line
Everyone marks for ones own.

Changes start up in our heads

Not an object of your fucking lust
Your everyday behavior fills me with disgust
These compliments, something that we don`t need
I´m fed up with this normativity

Notes:
About how we won´t allow people,
to cross our personal boundaries anymore .
Track Name: ROT
Blind and cold profession
Machines, function, forgetting
Stare, ignore, tradition
Feed, digest, inquisition

Rot

Lifeless shell living by the code
Packed in a shelf
Who archives the most is worth more than anybody else?
Give me a break! What´s the deal with so called wealth?

Buy, take, eat
Accept these lies, repeat
Day by fucking day

Let me step out of this life
Can´t take the pressure any more night
A decent living? It is the death in disguise.
Wish to grow some wings and finally I fly
And leave this dump alone knowing it rots.

But when the light of a new day
comes crashing in and I see the ruins of Moloch
My last wish was please die!

Notes:
About how certain kinds of everyday jobs make
our life like the motion of the machines we work
on and about how bleak existing in our system
is from time to time.
Track Name: DRUDGE
I will never obey the rules which they talked about in school
“Pushing your way through makes you a lucky man.
Who falls on the ground, stays on the floor. No time to help you“

No way you get me into this
No competition prefer to stay a misfit
My energy is something that i won´t lend
I won´t die with a pencil sewed on my fucking hand

I won´t die with a pencil sewed on my fucking hand

No competition, no greed, no compare
To live like a slave is not what i prefer
And if I drudge i do it for myself
I will never break this back for wealth

Notes:
About being raised to capitalist comodities, the
daily perssure to deliver the best possible performance
and the disagreement with both.