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^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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VIOLENT DECEIVER
02:31
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scrape these tired little bones
shake the pains for you
grip and twist and pull
until they crack for you
my dead name bears a curse for
all the mouths that viciously give it volume
and with each word, each syllable, the best parts of you
you rot them
violent deceiver
throne of forked tongue cries
eject me from the window in your mind
the lies are piling up
put an end to your games
and forget my fucking dead name
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FENCE SITTER
02:02
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I got another to add to the list of reasons
I can't make sense of your song
and how you treat my means of existence.
(so, fuck it).
I have nothing left to share
and I won't pretend for a second
that you are someone that I could share with again.
piss on your complacency
piss on your greed
piss on your fucking complicity.
fence sitter, slip away.
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there's no more room for this game
no more room for liberal charades
worthless fucks with badges you uphold everyday
useless, dismissive tactics. kissing ass to the state.
fuck gay cops, fuck Delta parades
fuck corporate co-opting for monetary gain
no more excuses for supporting the prisons
no more smoke and mirrors
no more fucking snitches
it's time to do the dirty work
there's too much at stake
with every badge, blood on their hands
we can't afford any more bullshit another day
the list is growing with what's at stake
tensions rising in the rubble they left us for dead in
they're not here for you and me
they never fucking were
rip it apart - the liberal agenda never had us in their hearts.
rip it apart - full of shit right from the start
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5. |
SINKING
02:09
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sinking into my mind again
sinking into oblivion
sinking into the charades
of shit bro punks and their trashy ways
tired of polite resolve ignored
tired of their constant erasure
the clock strikes twelve, we're two bands in
clicks, away
fuck it all to the wind.
you're as punk as the trash on a tv screen
as shitty as the company you keep
that keeps you nested in your bigotry
we're the callous girls you drove into a corner
we're your demise drawn.
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coming out just to crawl on my knees
coming out to a world that fucking hates me
crawling back from years of misplaced trust.
you don't know me, you don't know us.
so call me hard for calling your bluff
call it what you will.
did you get enough?
with your every stare, ever sneer, and all the apathy.
comes a voice that will forever be out of your reach.
fuck you.
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7. |
MORE THAN EVER
02:05
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take it and run
shaking hands- coming undone
take it and run
our world grows colder
god i'm tired. god i'm sick.
I can't convey, the words needed to say
the harm left in my way.
god i'm tired. god i'm sick.
i can't convey, there's no words I can say
to show just how much this takes
tell me things will be better
tell me things won't be the same
because more than ever,
those words have to mean something
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8. |
PEEL ME
02:06
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my mind is clawing away
twenty years this took from me
peel me from my memory
pull me from the years i've seen.
help me be in this body
far from where their eyes can sting
so many words we wished we'd heard
so much left to unlearn
to live as us, to just break free
and our biggest fuck to cispatriarchy
pull me from the years i've seen
help me be in this body, far from where their lies can sting
our bodies, our lives, our say.
get out of our way.
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9. |
STILL FIGHTING
00:58
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fuck your complicity
fuck your greed
fuck your transmisogyny
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10. |
CANDLES GO OUT
01:55
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fuck off with your same old story
dismissive, revolting,you're abhorring
the dialogue you've been ignoring
an existence so fucking deploring
you're abhorring
you know it's true
so fuck you.
i'm hearing the same shitty "hymns"
seeing the same hands
we just can't win.
fuck off. same story.
you are abhorring.
(and you know it)
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