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Cornered
00:29
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Shove some pills in my mouth
Order me to be happy
Corner me with my family
Former silence turned nasty
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Accountability
02:12
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What you do is who you are
Circumvent accountability too far
Recognize a hidden genocide, will scar
"Sir, will you please step out of the car?"
Internalize greed, promote ballot fatigue
Pallet weak, people pray for peace in the streets
How many gotta lie before we stop the deciet
How many gotta die before we stop what we see
Quarantined, ignoring these clues to the truth so bright it's blinding
Carefully skirt clarity, apparently the contract's still binding
Force feed us sorcery, contort dreams without us minding
Inherently need therapy, pro-tyranny, ethics unwinding
How far can our will bend before it breaks
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Call it catechism, cataclysm we ascended
Surviving only through only methods we invented
Following the bands that bombed the industry before us
Ethics evergreen like we're working for the florist
I'd rather have a label ignore us than compromise
Kick the nazi's out the show, we will not apologize
The scene is what we make it and we're bracing for the storm
Start a fire in the crowd, the kindle keeps our hearts warm
Start a band
Write a song
Years later we're on the grind
Work a job
Pay the bills
What the fucks a bottom line?
To some dudes feeling doomed with some underused potential
Solemn with the problems all identified as mental
Practice unit rental but the Mulligan is Hot
Yeah we say our rhymes loud and we say'm non-stop
To the block where we grew up, shout out to LU
Make our own tapes, represent the whole crew
Book us at the show, you know we'll go hard
Mix the upstrokes for the ska-vant garde
Do it Yourself or don't
You reap what grows from the seeds you sow
Let a record label go and throw the first stone
Hold on to your hats boys a storm is coming through
Its gonna shake the ground beneath us and distort the ocean view
Because the beach is only gorgeous if the sun embraces sand
But when the rain is overhead they scurry onto solid land.
It would be too discouraging to paddle through the waves
Even if the sun behind the clouds is faintly in our gaze
But the legs grow weak when they only sit idle.
Challenging endeavors for the muscle growth is vital.
Even if the wave that pulls you under is a tidal.
Avoiding it only gives a little power to the rival.
I don't see the purpose in hiding behind the curtains when it's certain that the glass that sits behind them isn't perfect
It can shatter any second now
We don't know if it's going to.
The mind is just house but Windows break when bricks are thrown at you.
Shrapnel to the eyes of a decent man in position is the side affect of humans trying to rob him of his vision. So we
Hold fast to what we think we need to do.
Feeling what is best and knowing we don't have a clue.
Walking on our feet but never fitting in the shoe.
Walking on our feet but never fitting in the shoe.
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4. |
Stop Hate Ska Break
01:15
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The blood of my sister is thicker than your holy water
You're guilty, you can't plead the fifth your honor
You loved your son, so you should love your daughter
Stop hate, learn to tolerate or why even bother?
Unapoligetic
When the wrath still reigns down
Black roses
Ohhhhh, your hands are ripe with sin
Falling Petals
I slip from your hollow hands when the blood from this plunder is a imperishable stain!
(Skank for justice, or not at all)
Can we make a change? Hell yeah
Do we want the fame? No way
Can we coexist? Hell yeah
It's time to raise our fists
We're not sorry we want equality
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Interlude III
01:45
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Still learning real survival tactics
Acted out antics, anti-climactic
Sweat stains gained from running late to practice
Re-train the brain through road gymnastics
Tight white leotards made from scars from backflips
Less than sarcastic
Signed on the asterisk
Motor oil leaky
Looking bleakly at the road
If the van gets towed then we have no home
Push, get through, don't get too jaded
Thirsty for a drink, but I'm searching for replacements
Sleeping in a van or sweating in a basement
I pray that we survive and that the passion hasn't faded
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