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Phobic
02:52
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Record spinning
Screeching, seething, bruised
I take no toll still I’m turning blue
Calling out the racist shit you do
Fuck your phobias,
Yeah fuck you too
Stop silently consuming fascist lies
Made to incite fear and to divide
Rebel resist, protect each other’s lives
Fuck these bigots and all their elitist garbage ties
The power of narration at their side
Dictates which of us survives
We sit, we stand, we wait, it passes by
For what, for whom? Tell me fucking why
[Chanting at MN Freedom to Drive floor vote 04.05.2019]
El pueblo, unido, jamás será vencido
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Hatchu
05:02
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I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hate that I can’t get away
I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hate that it’s better I stay
I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hate being crushed by the shame
I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hate that it’s me who’s to blame
Running and running and running
When does the skin disconnect?
Running and running and running
Crushing the breath in my chest
They say that self-hate isn’t healthy
But what else would you expect?
They say that self-hate isn’t healthy
My love is for others, I’m spent
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Kewl
02:20
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Wow that girl has got
Cutest fucking snot
Think I’ll suck it out
Sell it by the pound
We ride inside this vapid tide
It crashes, it bleeds
Oh
Look at you
Oh
So fucking cool
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4. |
Sikk Side
03:19
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Subset, divide, override and flounder
Pick up, pick up, pick up and then throw away
Running around, keep up with some standard
Slow down, slow down, slow down and then fade away
Sick side, refine and clean all that vomit
It comes back up, back up and then sick again
Sharp shoot take stabs make claims how amusing
point out point out point out and then run away
Cycle back to falling out again
Progress never lasts too long
Scrub the blood you spilled
Take a dip in this
Cesspool you insist must exist
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5. |
Open then Spit
03:02
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A masked runner flailing
Sharp turn breaking
Skidding diseased shadows
It’s screaming, it’s screaming
Her wet eyes chase
A dark cloud rips away
The sun rises and breaks
It’s shrieking, it’s shrieking
Now we all go
Inside we go home
We laugh and we groan
It’s nothing, It’s nothing
What about the profits?
Lie and then profit
Profit then die
Open then spit
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