1. |
Nothing Changes
01:15
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NOTHING CHANGES
what's there to say
that hasn't been said
so many lives ruined
so many lives end
at the hands of the fucking police
nothing changes
no reprieve no release
craven and fragile
cruel and racist
lapdogs of power
with smiles on their faces
the crack of the gavel
the tip of the boot
goons with the clubs
goons in the suits
when will something real be done
shoot them all into the sun
nothing ever changes
there's nothing to say
no conscience to see
they have no mercy
and neither should we
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2. |
Consume
01:07
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CONSUME
it's so easy to run away
build up the walls so no one gets in
why do you need one of everything
why do you need something from everyone
consume use it up throw it away
look out for yourself
not anyone else
who's got your back
when you run your mouth
consume use it up throw it away
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3. |
Victim Complex
01:14
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VICTIM COMPLEX
the victim to my martyr complex
the bond between us my main accomplice
drying my tears with your open wounds
i've never lost a friend like you
burrowed into myself worth
parasitic salt of the earth
twisting the knife backseat driving
puppet master undermining
so tell me who's next who'd you try on
whose skin are you wearing now that i'm gone
we can't back down immovable force
headed on a collision course
using my empathy your target practice
i'm the one calling your bullshit
the victim to my martyr complex
whose skin are you wearing?
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4. |
Protege
02:22
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PROTÉGÉ
you're hired! they love your resume
politic insider a protégé
principles? for the broke and the dead
no more convictions shot out of your head
soul suicide
you shopped for the perfect deal
you make a difference get fucking real
you want the brand you want the clicks
supine spineless coward piece of shit
no life behind your eyes
soul fucking suicide
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5. |
The Leech
01:11
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THE LEECH
sharp teeth sink in our arteries
that's the price we pay for existing
we walk the world pale anemic
our life's purpose is to feed it
thanks to the lord for the hole where we sleep
a generous god
praise to the leech
our blood belongs to the worm
no other shelter nowhere to turn
i can't say what it provides
but without we'd freeze we'd die
thanks to the lord for the hole where we sleep
a generous god
praise to the leech
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6. |
Pillory
01:24
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PILLORY
i am not your girl
i am not your daughter
i am not your bitch
it's not up to you
smile and nod
speak quietly
you're weak
be softer
don't hurt yourself
little bitch
give it up
don't you want this
chain me to it
femininity
blame me for it
modern pillory
scrutinize my hair
scrutinize my face
scrutinize my clothes
scrutinize my body
hot coals
rake my chest
every facet of my identity
chain me to it
femininity
blame me for it
modern pillory
wanna know my gender so bad
to know how you're supposed to treat me
need to know my gender so bad
to know if you wanna fuck me
my self is infinite
more than you'll ever know
not bound by any bullshit fucking binary
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