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00:00
01:17
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there’s anxiety
running deep
diving headfirst into complacency
i cant fall asleep
how can you fall asleep?
when they say
keep your head down
keep your voice hushed
they say that nothing’s wrong while our insides rot
theres a cancer in all of us
apathy and too much trust
in this system that fucks us up
when will you wake up?
when will you wake up?
when will you wake up?
when will you wake up?
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2. |
Pulse
02:17
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eyes made of graphite
that dont reflect the sun
warm bodies in pulse
they dont know hes in the shadows
trigger happy
ive only got love tell me
what do you have that gun for?
are you gonna shoot, shoot, shoot me down
because you think my love is wrong
mother he's behind the door
i can hear his footsteps
gunfires outside
i was running, running, running away
hearts beating faster
please dont let me die
ive only got love tell me
what do you have that gun for?
are you gonna shoot, shoot, shoot me down
just because you think my love is wrong
blood might spill but my love is stronger
blood will spill but my love is stronger
bodies on the floor but our love is so much stronger
bodies on the floor-- bodies on the floor
ive only got love tell me
what do you have that gun for?
are you gonna shoot, shoot, shoot me down
just because you think my love is wrong
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3. |
Eat The Rich
02:20
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sitting on their golden thrones
they fill their mouths with spit and shit
taking everything with full abandon
but there's nothing that could ever fill them up
while filthy hands scour the streets
picking up scraps to eat
skin clinging off skeleton frames
but much too starved to feel the hate
there's a hunger i cant place
it's burning
when there's nothing's left we're gonna eat the rich
they're too complacent behind their iron gates
but they wont stand a chance when we bring out guillotines
no one wanted it to come to this
but there seems to be no other way
because to fix society
is to overthrow injustices fixed in place
there's a hunger i cant place
it's burning
it's burning
when there's nothing's left we're gonna eat the rich
the gnashing teeth of those who lay
starving on concrete floors
will be the ones to chew on necks
of those who took the most
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4. |
WARSUXX
03:12
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it's just another night
little ones grow dancing with bullets
photographs in scopes
targeted but they're not the enemy
grenades instead of dolls
hugging knees instead of bodies
but they'll learn how to take it
that's just how it goes in this city
young men to the battleground
with their guns, guns, guns, guns
young men on the battleground
(lying) in their guts, guts, guts, guts
abandoned sons by the motherland
a wreck of former youth and understanding
mama, papa
where are you under all the rubble
mama, papa
did you die with your eyes open?
where do we go now?
written on the walls they say
“take your gods and your idols, no saving happens here”
young men to the battleground
with their guns, guns, guns, guns
young men on the battleground
(lying) in their guts, guts, guts, guts
abandoned sons by the motherland
a wreck of former youth and understanding
counting bombs 'till i fall asleep they're counting us like sheep
concrete raining down on me, there's nothing left here
counting bombs 'till i fall asleep, im almost out of time
clawing out, the screaming wont get out of my mind
fuck you and your freedom bathed in blood
young men to the battleground
with their guns, guns, guns, guns
young men on the battleground
(lying) in their guts, guts, guts, guts
abandoned sons by the motherland
a wreck of former youth and understanding
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5. |
KTM
02:59
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there’s a man in the dark with a cigar burning in his mouth
he gets to decide what he wants and doesn’t like
closed door— black ties spitting lies
pulling strings and we concede
“the culture of the strong must be enforced on the weak”
so what are we to do
when he decides to
what are we to do
he’ll kill us too
they have their guns and their tanks
but we have our voices
do you hear that roaring sound?
the sound of people rising now
the revolution is brewing
the streets are ripe for the taking
so lift your voices
until they can hear us
for all that we lost
a song of fury
for all those we lost
an endless call for justice
im gonna kill the man
im gonna kill the man
im gonna kill the man
im gonna kill
there’s an idea in the dark
it’s a dying light
reminding me
im gonna kill the man
im gonna kill the man
and if i die
may i die with hands curled into a fist
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Genjitsu Stargazing Society Manila, Philippines
Queer-run, queer-focused cassette label and community. The universe is ours. Fuck your transphobia, homophobia, misogyny, and toxic machismo.
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