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Fall through the cracks of the system
It's by design
(A matter of time)
Elementary course of failure
Until it's time
(To do your time)
(No vocal chorus)
A job interview in shackles
A career behind bars
(Pennies on the hour)
Bringing jobs back, that were attacked
Shipped off to the third world
To the perfect workforce
(Chorus)
School to prison
Accept your fate
It's your color, your time and your place
Corporations, they will exploit you
Corporations that determine your life
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Heathens
03:19
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In each other lives
Stood side by side
Always having each other's backs
The way we lived
Our lives we give
No matter where we all were at
Flawed unity
Preached piously
To loyal followers of seeds
I fell from your grace
You turned your face
Cutting me down/ my hour of need
------(Second verse after break)----
You’d have me leave
My family
I can't abide push come to shove
pitted against
Silence as fists
Pompously judging from above
When we divide
Nowhere to hide
From the wrath within your god’s love
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I create life
Much like god might
But not in the way that you’d like
You said abandon
My first born son
I cannot fathom how thats right
Yet you believe
That i'm deceived
you’re the one pretending to be contrite
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yOUR LOVE IS HATE
WE’LL SUFFOCATE
WHILE YOUR GOD LAUGHS
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Ghosts
03:13
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The ghosts of history
Become our prophecy
Doomed to repeat
A chaotic symphony
Morals don't evolve
A nuclear resolve
Collapse of the climate
Instincts of primates
We can't accept it
We won't accept it
They race neck and neck towards the precipice
Can we control our fate?
The end of history
We have the choice to make
We either make or break
Instinction is no longer abstraction
How long will we be haunted
By the ghosts of our past?
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Just Who's To Blame?
02:11
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Just who's to blame, the ultimate shame
This reality TV horror show
A dystopia, oligarchs run amok
To strip away our rights
Make illegal the fights
Our last stand for a dying world
Just how far will they go?
With lightning speed
And ferocity
They put us under their thumb
(Octave part)
Just who's to blame?
For a party whose game
is a fetid religious regime?
The fingers they point
To conspiracies and the young
Every place but where blame lies
(Pre breakdown)
Let's point it where it belongs
Let's unite and pull out their claws
(Breakdown)
The DNC and pundits
The fucking corporate news
The lobbyists that fund them
For all the shit they spew
To all the monied interests
To all their power games
Who plan to plunder the Earth
Without an ounce of shame
Our crumbling infrastructure
Facing the final blow
(Solo)
Just who's to blame?
Just who's to blame?
For the coming fallout?
Just who's to blame?
Just who's to blame?
For the death of our world?
Just who's to blame?
Just who's to blame?
For the coming fallout?
Just who's to blame?
It's ours to share if
We don't fight back
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5. |
The End
03:32
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Our time’s come
And there's none left
Will we freeze or will we burn
From the fallout
When we’re bombed out
Or when we’re scorched by the sun
And the clock’s hands
Moving forward
Only 3 left
And the clocks hands
Moving forward
Only 3 left
3 minutes left til the end
They rape they raze they pillage
Poison the sky
Retreat into their castles
While they plot our demise
And the clock’s hands
Moving forward
Only 3 left
And the clocks hands
Moving forward
Only 3 left
3 minutes left til the end
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Tong Po Bettendorf, Iowa
Crustio Politico from the heartland. We write as an act of resistance to break free of the prisons imposed upon us, & that we impose upon ourselves.
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