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We're kept awake by ventilators
While they fall asleep at home
Living all their normal lives
We're not even allowed to mourn
We're expected to survive
On just pennies a day
While we keep the world alive
So they can all go play
The American Dream is alive and well
In a bunker beneath West Virginia
Living in a coffin
But I'm living the dream
It's not about the breaths we take
But the silence in between
Now we say our goodbyes
A hundred times a day
Not knowing if we'll meet again
Each time we go away
Our lives essential sacrifice
To keep the wheels turning
Our souls the coals that stoke the flames
That keep the world burning
The American Dream is alive and well
In a bunker beneath West Virginia
Living in a coffin
But I'm living the dream
It's not about the breaths we take
But the silence in between
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It’s so much to take sometimes
Living in a place where we’re dying
Failing upwards at best at the cost of a lifetime of debt
Can we stare at the sun, unaffected?
I think not but I’ve never been one to think too much for myself
The strings are coming loose
Hold me like a noose
Dose me, MKU
Im not ready for the truth
Roaming the streets armed to the teeth, with a bat, out of the park
Gritting through bones on my face
sweating for the last time in this heat
I couldn’t say what went wrong but I know where we’re going
This ride ain’t gonna end until they flood the streets with the dead
The strings are coming loose
Hold me like a noose
Dose me, MKU
Im not ready for the truth
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ACABracadabra
03:38
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Hands up (Don't shoot) I'm walking here
Hands up (Don't shoot) I'm jogging here
Hands up (Don't shoot) I live here
I'm reaching for my ID, sir
Hands up (Don't shoot) He made a move
Hands up (Don't shoot) He threatened me
Hands up (Don't shoot) 10-89
I was afraid for my blue life
We will live our lives in fear
Until every last cop disappears
Please officer I can't breathe
Please officer I can't breathe
Tell my mom I love her
Tell my mom I love her
Tell my mom I love her
We kneel (They shoot) "You hate the flag"
We march (They shoot) Their teargas
We fight (They shoot) From armored vans
But we will mount our own defense
We kneel (They shoot) So we attack
We march (They shoot) Now we shoot back
We fight (They shoot) So this is war
We won't ask nicely anymore
We wont live our lives in fear
We'll make every last cop disappear
Hey officer can you breathe?
Hey officer can you breathe?
ACABracadabra
ACABracadabra
ACABracadabra
A-C-A-B
Hands up Don't shoot
I can't breathe
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G.E.M.
02:16
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Yesterday you saw that guy from work
Yeah you know the one I mean
Said that he was doing fine
And you know that pisses you off
50 hours a week
And that doesn't even count commute
Work, eat, pray, sleep
Makes me want to fucking puke
Then you meet someone outside of a bathroom that reminds you of you
And you freeze in that moment
Like two snakes lost in time
And you say to them
“I feel like I’m dying too”
I’ll fist fight my boss tomorrow
Maybe that’ll change his tone
Or lifts up his attitude
Maybe he’ll even remember my name
50 hours a week
They say you should be filled with pride
We were meant for more
Than to pay rent and fucking die
Then you meet someone outside of a bathroom that reminds you of you
And you freeze in that moment
Like two snakes lost in time
And you say to them
“I feel like I’m dying too”
What life is worth living
Under someone else’s boot
What life is worth dying
After all we’ve been through
What life is worth wasting
For someone else’s cause
What is life to them
If not just money and god?
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First we offered peace
It's time for something new
Backs against the wall
What else could we do?
We kneeled in the streets
We carried our signs
But you fired on us
Time after fucking time
Each attempt we make
More futile than the last
The time for talking
Has fucking passed
400 year old powder keg
Waiting for a spark
No more will history
Be written in the dark
Armed with bottles, rocks, and fists
We'll take aim at true terrorists
Armed with bottles, rocks, and fists
We'll take aim and we will not miss
We watch men die
On live video streams
The Party says reject
What our own eyes have seen
National guard on alert
Whole town's boarded up
Who's really on trial?
The victim or the cop?
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