1. |
American Horsepower
02:59
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Past the tipping point
Free-fall into chaos
The world in flames
in flames around us
Empty rage drives you to cheer
As fire engulfs us all
Set the fields ablaze
Leave it to the next to douse your dream
But there they stand
there they stand
Stoking the flames of their own demise
Laughing as they dig their own mass grave
My hope crushed
Under unrelenting stupidity
Our extinction can’t come soon enough
the earth will survive and even thrive
Revel in the pain
the pain you’ve caused
buy the bold face lie
jump in that shallow grave
just to show them how much you mean it
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2. |
IV
02:48
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Across the chasm
outstretched and warm
carry on
carry on
This can’t be the end
just miles ahead
and failure behind
Shadows loom no light
take my hand
shadows loom no light
take my heart
I’d give it all to you
if it meant you’d stay
I’d give it all to you
Just stay
hands cup head
heart so heavy
In planned my suicide 1000 times
but never followed through
the times are always a little dark
the staying is the hardest part
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3. |
Cease
02:26
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Little time
empty space
hang the balance
blister
slowly cooked alive
under our own greed
green goes brown
life gives way
to deaths onslaught
green goes brown
So finite
our existence
how do we reconcile
the damage we’ve done
how do we stay the course
as it all crumbles and burns away
we cannot exist
without causing pain
we cannot exist
without causing something to
cease
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Eyes of the lost
the frightened, abandoned
a people without a country
look to those who have and have and have
those who’ve turned their backs
turned cold and unwelcoming
unwelcoming
eyes expecting arms open
but finding arms of a different breed
are we so scared and so
ill informed
willing to watch as a people drown
so we can cry freedom
freedom so hollow
freedom so empty
so shallow the lie we tell
to keep disguised
our hate as love
our hate as love
arm the ally
enemy to be
mother daughter father son
burned in the cross hairs
arm the ally
enemy to be
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5. |
Feed The Machine
03:22
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Oh the good little soldier
Marches forward
Crushing the masses
Under rented heel
Be a good dog
Shoot first
And never never question
Or they come for you next
The blue line never waivers
Hiding the cowards
No matter their crime
Rabid dogs
Guard white supremacy
And beg for scraps
Maintain the class divide
Never understanding
Which side they’re on
Criminalize poverty
To feed the machine
Nothing is ever crime
When you can cower
Behind your badge
The leash tightens
Blue dogs lick at masters boots
Kick your neighbors
And beg for scraps
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6. |
#Ihave
00:49
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I have regret
I have done things I would take back
I now sorry is know where near enough
I am complicit
in the culture
the makes them feel afraid
I have not called the shit I’ve seen
and knew was wrong
Not until all of us stand up
and admit what we’ve done
Not until all of us call it out
when we see it
Not until all of us choose to be better
will our sisters feel safe
Not until we grow the fuck up
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7. |
Shade
03:09
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A black man gunned down out of fear
his life smeared across evening news
Families stand in line for crowd funded funerals
their pain ignored
A brown man called terrorist and terrorized
a people damned
for the actions of the few
your shade should not determine your worth
day in day out the reality for too many
this venom born of fear
the question a weapon
where are you from
families ripped apart
children locking cages
seen as animals
the dream is dead
each shot fired
each blind eye turned
the lights go dim
the curtain falls
there is no applause
this venom born of fear
the question a weapon
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8. |
Revisionist
02:06
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Truth belongs to
those the loudest
those who wield the pen
truth belongs to those in power
and power is always white
Our history drenched in blood
blood of the marginalized
You wrote them out
like they were never here
this revisionist history
dooms us to repeat
blood on our hands
past down
through atrocity
blood on our hands
past down
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9. |
Flint
03:10
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Four years and still fucking counting
Brown babies bathed in bottled water
liquid death from every faucet
what the fuck is wrong with us
how can we just sit and watch rich white men
deflect and flat out out lie
no more debate
no more passing blame
just fucking fix it
profit over people won’t fly anymore
just fucking fix it
We don’t fucking care who’s to blame
we’re better than this
at least I hope we are
the time to take care of own
is long over due
out of sight out of mind
this shit would not fly
if those faces were not brown
all it takes time and money
and your time is fucking up
just fucking fix it
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10. |
Ready to Fall
02:25
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Born in trash - filthy and unwanted - find a path - make it your own
nothing to be gifted -take or do without- smile
as you plot their death
There is no glory in an empty death
fists clinched ready to fall
There is no glory in bowing down
fight for your sanity
dance on burning bridges - never looking back
shed all who would steer you toward
a waiting death
There is no glory in an empty death
fists clinched ready to fall
There is no glory in bowing down
fight for your sanity
no hand outs -no hand up
no way but your mind -your heart
no hand outs -no hand up
no way but your heart -your strength
(There is no glory in an empty death
fists clinched ready to fall
There is no glory in bowing down
fight for your sanity
we’re all in this ready to fall
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