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No cause, no care, no crap, it means nothing to me
No sides, no rules, just another shitshow to see
If left to me I'd say no lives matter at all
So long as it's not me I'll let you take the fall
Riot gear seems like much for people walking the streets
Makes me nervous but they're supposed to keep the peace
But batons hit the shields while sneakers hit the ground
Tear gas flies and fuck, they're loading another round
I've got something in my eye
I've got something in my eye
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Home with family and friends
In the
Midst of midwinter nights
Had too much to drink
Inside
So went home to my bed
But along the way
Back home
I was stopped on the road
By uniformed
Miscreants
Who meant to do me harm
Starlight, star bright
Lighted path
Starlight, star bright
Guide their wrath
Starlight, star bright
Metal shell
Starlight, star bright
Freezing Hell
Starlight, star bright
Left to die
Starlight, star bright
Graven sky
Starlight, star bright
Obscured lore
Starlight, star bright
Murder tour
Driven to my grave
Of ice
Here is where I'll stay
By these agents of
The state
Paid for my downfall
Agh!
Government misdeeds
Covered
Up by famous lies
Still we carry on
In spite
Of rights they took away
Starlight, star bright
Lighted path
Starlight, star bright
Guide their wrath
Starlight, star bright
Metal shell
Starlight, star bright
Freezing Hell
Starlight, star bright
Left to die
Starlight, star bright
Graven sky
Starlight, star bright
Obscured lore
Starlight, star bright
Murder tour
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Even the seed of the universe
Gave way to the pressure
Here I am beyond critical mass
Seething at the true night sky
Such a dense, finite speck
Further crumpling inward
From the torment and weight of the chaos
Revealed before my eyes
The Pull, so severe and so immense
The collapse itself was evident
- Pushed past the edge with no escape
From the shadows of reality
The fractals of thought were expanding
The patterns recursed, rearranging
the structure of logic, distorting the tenets
while moonfraught and sinking
in the face of this failure
All silence was breaking
Like a wave, the noise washed over me
Baptized in sound and synergy
A single drop became a howling, hostile sea
I was purified by the great... eternal...
Screaming twilight's tongues of fire
lashed and grew without measure
Where I was in this mystical mess
my senses couldn't tell
the expanse was fathomless
the frenzy bellowed forever
with endless cries so elemental in nature
it shook my every cell
The pull so fierce and merciless
The collapse itself was evident
- Pushed passed the edge of sanity
And the shadows of reality
The pressure was building and peaking
the voices, a chorus incessantly speaking
in rambling patterns that flowed with an inherent meaning
and how that deafening noise
poured from my fucking being
Like a wave, the roar washed over me
A single drop became a howling, hostile sea/a single drop possessed by a howling hostile sea
A tidal force in sound and savagery
Purified by the great... eternal scream
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7. |
Yes, Officer - Authors
03:42
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so as a member of the bastard generation
taken under waxwings made in the shade
when all the other bodies rot in the wasteland
what else can we do but lay in our graves
careful out there you must look behind you
dont stare too long at the lights theyll blind you
youre almost brain dead man need i remind you
of the cross above your head?
and all that precious blood that you shed
so when you lay your tombstone into the quicksand
the evidence sinks but the memories stain
how much can you afford to lose?
what choice is there left to choose?
stay down in the fuckin wasteland
get out, get out of the race man
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Oh yeah!
Fuck whatever the cops got to say
I'm gonna live life my own way
But if you try to fuck with me
The time will come for you to see
That we ain't gonna take this shit
The RCMP is full of it
Rubber bullets and pepper spray
Can't be the order of the day
Police force, police force trauma
Police force, police force
Protect and disservice
Why do we deserve this?
Police force, police force trauma
Police force, police force
They must be defunded
Prevent any more dead
Riot shields and tear gas
They can both kiss my ass
Protests are our weapons of choice
We'll force them to hear our voice
Stop killing the marginalized
Police must be demilitarized
No more black folks shot to death
No more choke holds stealing breath
Breonna Taylor, Tamir Rice
Eric Garner, George Floyd
They'll kill and kill and kill again
'Cause violence is a part of their heads
They're trained to do this by the state
From Wet'suwet'en to the States
Canada's got our problems too
To the SPVM it's nothing new
Allan Adam, Chantel Moore
Regis Paquet and many more
Police force, police force trauma
Police force, police force
Protect and disservice
Why do we deserve this?
Police force, police force trauma
Police force, police force
They must be defunded
Prevent any more dead
Riot shields and tear gas
They can both kiss my ass
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(Instrumental)
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Fog Lake - Untitled
03:18
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(Instrumental)
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Ultimata - Voiceless
03:29
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Listen close to me
The message falls between
What i said and what i mean
These are the words i speak
Can you feel it now
Can you be unwound
Can you breathe a sound
Watch as I scream this now
Yeah
Burn this fucker down
Voiceless
Heart for the heartless
Mind for the mindless
Revolution starts with you
In the depths of a mind
I can see the fear inside
Braced for the pain you hide
Deep within light cannot find
You always have a choice
Kill what kills you, fill the void
Embrace your gift of life
And martyr the past you left behind
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(Instrumental)
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Sludgefist - The Worst
03:21
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Chain of Lynx - Glasseye
04:51
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You said you need me
But then reneged
I said I’d be there
But I’m always running late
So throw me over
Leave me to die
The view is hazy
Through my mind’s glass eye
Yeah my mind’s glass eye
Won’t help me to decide
Regurgitate my pride
What should I do?
Yeah my glass third eye
Reflect on what’s inside
Prioritize the mind
What will I do?
I'm facin' forward
I'm fallin' in
I'm huntin' crystal
But my dogs are in the wind
Don't try to lead me
Cuz I'm crawlin' blind
Along the fragments
Of my mind's glass eye
Yeah my mind’s glass eye
Won’t help me to decide
Regurgitate my pride
What should I do?
Yeah my glass third eye
Reflect on what’s inside
Prioritize the mind
What will I do?
My mind's glass eye
My mind's glass eye
My mind's glass eye
It's my mind's glass eye
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The Skeats - Syndrome
04:55
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Feed into the voices of your mind
A scene shot under black lights, your device
A fiend fed by the fury won't suffice
So derailed by the journey, shine a light
And dream, conceal your life in tragedy
It's the same old story
So break this disease
One injection of faith so you can say
This to me
That you want and we'll walk right through the flames
Gasoline
We'll ignite it and light the sky to make
History
Unabated we'll break these chains you see
Push
The dark places reviving overnight
So bent jaded and thriving on the fight
So kneel down in a hurry once your life
Was real now it's so blurry, shine a light
And dream, conceal your life in tragedy
It's the same old story
This disease
And dream, conceal your life in tragedy
It's the way we're forming believe
You'll dream a night too black to see
And it's all what you make it
Push
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Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Sometimes I feel
Like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel
Like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel
Like a motherless child
A long
Way
From my home, yeah
Yeah
Sing
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Sometimes I feel
Like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel
Like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel
Like I'm almost gone, yeah
A long, long, long
Way
Way from my home, yeah
Yeah
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands, yeah
Clap your hands
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I got a telephone in my bosom
And I can call him up from heart
I got a telephone in my bosom
And I can call him up from heart
When I need my brother / (Brother)
Brother / (Brother)
When I need my father / (Father)
Father, hey / (Father)
Mother / (Mother)
Mother, hey / (Mother)
Sister / (Sister)
Yeah / (Yeah)
When I need my brother / (Brother)
Brother, hey / (Brother)
Mother / (Father)
Mother / (Mother)
Mother / (Mother)
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
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