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Spit Blood I
02:18
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ignite that warm welcome home reminded they never gave a shit
and despite the visage sold to tha 'quo you aint believing it
how many times is it hope and hope and hope before its negligence
and hows it feel to end your nightmare woke and still find paralysis
this systems got you got all fucked up and you couldn't care less
that funnel vision got you slurped down like its all yours to digest
afraid your happy hour binge gotta be anything but painless
so punch-drunk on power you couldn't even stomach some raised fists
we drew the lines you couldn't even stand to bear witness
barricades erected so high blinds the the smoke from your last bridges
daddy's home pissed yeah ain't got nothin to show for it
and while i got my sympathies understanding ain't resolution nor forgiveness
so defend that slave-driver title as if you could fucking earn it
lock your doors keep posted don't give a fuck bout the denial of your services
casualties of the flame war upheavel graves to feed spectral death merchants
now last years dumpster fires are rolling downhill recycled and repurposed
doubledown? you'll get intolerance twofold
cast of lynch mobs yeah we aiming to break that mold
we're reapers of what you sow the teeth to the stranglehold
the ghost of the stolen gold a brick in the hands of the bold
each torn from that prison you sold us
we spit blood thru the bars cuz no cage can fucking hold us
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Spit Blood II
02:00
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Eat Trash
00:47
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mantra of the world can fuck off
as a decree of personal health
i walk faceless hoping we both can decide
we haven't acknowledged each other's existence
i feel the guilt of taking up space
but also the spite of compromises made
doing what's best for the good of ourselves
making things better but living in hell
fuck your comfort, nothing's painless
i'll choose growth over my convenience
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consolidate the power that you will
convince yourself its for "the cause"
the emptiness of petty daily life
whats being gained and what is lost?
how much to dedicate to sacrifice?
how much effort to stave off the guilt?
how much can you really claim of what you've forced the world to give?
The relativity of standards, how do i compare to my peers?
i'm trading hours for sustainable produce
you're spending them on beer
as if i could compare the scars with a few steps back
you do yours i'll say i'm giving it my best
siren songs of echo chamber bureaucrats
fantasize a reckoning watch it retreat on the horizon
burn ideal effigies purge their true reprisal
consolidate the power that you will
convince yourself its all you've got
the cost of sanity within a cage
no one to blame
yeah i'm at your throat cuz you never have my back
and the lights are all left on, and the sky is black
what right do i got to the way i live when my reach so far exceeds my grasp
when the consequences makes me sick when my standards give so little back?
discipline was never enough
disintegrate don't give up
the price of fun ain't no one can judge how you gonna carry on
at peace for once? but somebody gotta make sure the heat stay on
that beat stay on these amps drawn
those towers up and that cable strong
these veins open those doors shut,
collateral ain't nothin' but
some crosshairs from bird's eye
some vice peddling nice guys
that cage linked and those locks clapped
these hands up or that safety back
ration out your self center
keep watch on how you defend it
close watch on how you defend it
discipline was never enough
disintegrate don't give up
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we live as gods to those we enslave
we still suffer the relativity of pain
sever your ties to privileged choice of who you want to be
i've watched the best contend with power, do you see what i see?
safety nets suffocate, let your body drift out to sea
stay wary of the currents, disintegrate, nourish, and be free
Discipline, not enough, disintegrate, don't give up
we live as gods to those we enslave
we still suffer the relativity of pain
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6. |
Going Down
04:58
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7. |
Sinkhole
01:32
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fuck you, we never owed you civility
and if the answer WAS "yes" fuck you for reminding me
pinned to the ground you're pushing me through
pave the dirt but the earth still moves
positioned apparatus is a systemic malice
toxic inconvenience drives away all our allies
abandon ships you're sinking don't look back optimistic
while prisoners of war are paraded as resistance
shadow fear, seize the night
disappear fight to win
the blood i spit is the final trace
no more talk you'll never see me again
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