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REJECTED
01:12
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I have a dream I’d like to pursue. Make this scene more than a granfalloon.
We’re not the rejected. We’re the ones rejecting you.
You are cancelled. This tired story has gotten so old.
How does it feel to be rejected from this world you thought was yours?
No, nothing was taken. Balance is just being restored.
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FUCK YOU HEROES
00:38
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A person is more than a trick on a board.
Fuck you heroes. Fuck you heroes.
Hatred is hate no matter the date.
Fuck you heroes.
You don’t seek forgiveness so we don’t forget.
Rest in shit gay bashing bigot.
A person is more than tricks on a board.
Hatred is hate no matter the date.
Fuck you heroes.
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UNSEDATED SUFFOCATION
00:55
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Unsedated suffocation. Things did not go just as planned.
Unsedated suffocation. Did he get what he deserved?
As he lay there on the table. The new cocktail didn’t work.
Heart was racing. Arms were thrashing as he felt his chest burst
Curtains drawn. Voices hushed. No questions were answered.
Did he get what? Did he get what? Did he get what he deserved?
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The air is filling with something he can’t see. Evacuation. Evacuation.
The air is filling with something he can’t see. Evacuation. Evacuation.
A four year old contemplates death from a gas leak.
A four year old contemplates death.
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BITTER COLD
01:34
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Take your frozen hands and put them to the open flame.
The feeling you begin to regain will shift from pins and needles to excruciation pain.
And then the would will thaw. And then the would will thaw.
And then the wound will thaw and the blood, the blood will flow from your knuckles into the snow.
S.O.S. written in red. Won’t be seen ’til you’re found dead.
Behold the bitter cold.
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SHAMELESS
00:45
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He will not save you. Duped by bluster and bigots.
They did not save you. Humanity’s self-inflicted downfall.
Count on yourself. Open your eyes.
Blinded by spite for him. Blinded by hate for her. Blinded by love for him.
Complicit to uphold your privilege and your power.
Devour the world to oblivion. Shameless bastards.
Bleeding the people like leeches. Clinging to all that is stolen.
He will not destroy us. He will not destroy us. He will not destroy us.. He will not destroy us.
Resist and fight.
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FACTS OF LIFES
01:23
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Well the look of distress could be discerned from her face as she looked from her mom to her dad.
“What do you mean grandma will not wake up?”
Gears start to spin causing the tears to begin as a new thought popped into her head.
“You me and dad, will we ever die?”
Will you tell her a lie? When it’s a fact that everything dies.
“Will my mom die? Will my dad die? Will my dog die? Why does everything die?”
Well I wish I had an answer, but life’s just a mystery
and everyone that claims to have one is promoting a fallacy.
Well the lesson I teach is that all of us each only have one chance.
The facts of lifes.
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FACTS OF LIFE
00:17
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You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have the facts of life.
The facts of life.
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SKIN IN THE GAME
01:23
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You drew the line to define yourself. There comes a time to challenge yourself. That time is now!
With hate on the rise, there in plain sight. How long will you sit and let others fight?
If you’re not actively against you’re complacent sitting on the fence.
Skin in the game. Fist to the face. They hit the ground. Their prides erased.
Get off the fence or you’re to blame. Get off the fence get skin in the game.
Once upon a time they only felt safe in their basements, not they have the gall to walk the streets
like they’re accepted instead of threatened. It’s time we show them our teeth because
Even pacifists will punch a nazi. Pacifism is not passive.
Even pacifists will punch a nazi. Pacifism is not passive.
Even pacifists will punch a nazi. Pacifists will punch a nazi.
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Friends say you’ve changed but that’s not what I’ve seen.
You’ll always be a lemming in a white power shirt to me.
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TREADING WATER
02:10
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We’re treading water. We try to do it all. Over extended the cards start to fall.
Mouth submerged as we hit the wall. Down. We drown. Can’t get up.
There is not enough. Not enough time. There is not enough time in this life.
It leaves us stretched and exhausted to the point of shingles.
There is not enough. Not enough time. There is not enough time in this life.
So we stretch ourselves thin, til you can see right through. What else are we supposed to do?
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HOURS & MINUTES
01:43
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Hours and minutes. Seconds and days. Trapped in this fog. Lost in this haze.
Lost in this hell. Trapped in this maze. For hours and minutes. Seconds and days.
This is a broken record. This is a broken. This is a broken record spinning round just like a
hamster in a wheel. Rat in a maze. Mouse caught in a trap and he’s been lying there for days.
Rotting, with his brain on the outside. Wishing, that he had done more with his time.
Will I feel the same way when it’s too late? I know that I’m in control of my own fate.
If your life sucks then that’s your mistake. We can make it better if we try.
What can we do what can we do? Try! Try to live your live like you’re in control.
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TRAGIC PROCESSION
00:53
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How much of the 99% would march us to the camps?
How much of the 99% would ship us to the gulags?
Line up / Make your / Fatal / Choice
A brown shirt boot to your teeth. A Wall Street crash to starvation.
A hammer to your head and a sickle to cut your throat.
They're all the same. All insane.
Endless bloodshed in the name of order
Chaos reigns to uphold order
They're all the same. All insane.
Lost in camps. Lost in prisons. Over and over. Lost. Lost. Lost.
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White bread and boring. You buy what they sell.
There is no way the best in town. Can be sold by Taco Bell.
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WALKING BRICK WALLS
00:38
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Cell phones and Tablets. Wearable gadgets.
They will not be satisfied ’til everything is digitized.
Cell phones and Tablets. Wearable gadgets.
They will not be satisfied ’til everything is analized.
Cell phones and Tablets. Wearable gadgets.
They will not be satisfied ’til everything is monetized.
They will not be satisfied.
As we devolve into walking brick walls the screen becomes the being.
The screen becomes the being. The screen becomes the being.
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NEW TREND
03:27
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You have dug yourself quite a big hole with those two words on your shirt.
And with your foot firmly planted in your mouth it is getting hard to replace all that dirt.
And so you moved when the people caught on to you.
Headed to the south side where you thought they might let your shit slide.
But you were wrong and that’s why were singing this song.
And the sad truth is you used to sing along.
But then you found new friends and a new set of beliefs.
With your fist held high at the KKK rally.
Where you stood in line protected by police.
The picture caused just a bit of disbelief but not shock cuz you’ve done this before.
You follow each new trend that walks through the door.
When you got called out that’s when you lashed out and you beat someone one third your size.
Even for a racist you are a coward. Why don’t you “man up” and accept your prize?
Accept the disgust. Accept the contempt. Accept the pity from your former friends.
Shut the store down. Get out of town and we’ll consider this… this is the end.
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DECREASE THE SUCK
00:39
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Don’t forget to be awesome. Love is stronger than death.
Rip out the cancer cuz I want to dance. Love is stronger than death.
I want to dance.
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If I had grown up in a house of guns I might have gone Columbine on someone
but instead I just wanted to die.
If I had grown up in a house of guns I might have gone Columbine on someone
but instead I kept on skating and I started writing songs.
Found my chosen family and a place that I belong.
And thirty years later I’m still going strong, but I still hate sixth grade.
You could say that sixth grade made me who I am today.
That the torture and torment somehow paved the way.
So thank you to the bullies and the assholes I thought were friends.
To this day I still pray that you get yours in the end.
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LIFES IS A BAND MADE UP OF TWO DADS THAT BELIEVE THIS WORLD IS IN TROUBLE. MUSIC CAN'T SAVE US, BUT IT CAN HELP US COPE.
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