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The price of freedom left behind a list of war debts
Board of trade, triads, born of tyrants and liars, thieves and corporate buyouts
Nothing has been gained; the water is still rising
And it's no big thing, when the landlord comes crying to your doorstep.
Man on fire inside his daughter's car
Is this what we've been waiting for?
Some sort of misguided direction
So you've made a dent, but it's not part of the solution
You shoud of known, yeah, you should of known
So raise a glass, to the cultures you've displaced
You should of known, yeah, you should of known
What about the war? What about the ones you chose not to talk about?
Celebrations in the street, three cheers for imperialism
The death of a figurehead doesn't fucking mean anything when you've spilled so much blood
The human tribulation never left the hospital bed.
We'll tear it up again
We'll rebuild again
We'll tear it down again
We'll rebuild again
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Yellow Leaf
03:46
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Writing novels of what is to come, light another candle at the funeral home. Getting older we see all the darkness come to life, all the faces from childhood are washed away. Reading obituaries, riding my bike past the cemetery.
There's less of us here than before
And I remember wishing you all were dead, but now I look back and lower my voice. DUI's and caring eyes, of those just trying to fight the tears. Societal pressures becoming too much to bear.
We try to poison our roots, and rip them from the ground.
Our parent's hopes are behind bars in the county jail. Our parent's blood has left our bodies so fucking dry.
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Youthful resistance not to be put down by a physical condition
Predetermined to suffer in a country that doesn't care
Life changing accidents, an auto-immune disease the cancer spreads
Hands held high above our heads
This won't be the end
These things may be terminal
This is not a death sentence
You can play that game, but no one really deserves it
Hands tied behind my back
There's still determination in these eyes
Beaten down black and blue
And I can't sleep
You can't condemn the soul
I'm scared to death
It takes a special kind
And I can't sleep
To change a life
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Coyote City
02:12
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When your lives turn out to nothing, wallowing in the faith of your own
We'll break this succession, this line of stagnance
There will be the day, time will be irrelevant
The blood in these veins, the light in the corner of your eye.
It won't be long
It won't belong
The summer has passed and we are dead on our feet
Is this the worst things can really be?
In a quiet place, it still rings louder than you could ever scream
This climate is one I refuse to take part in
Is this the worst that you could ever be?
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Shark Teeth
02:23
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And I'm caught in this tourist trap
And this time it isn't a state of mind
It has my legs mangled and my spirit put down
Cold sweat in a bed that isn't my own
Natural beauty bought and sold for those that can afford it
My wallet's empty, my heart is empty
I've got the privilege of being put down
A family not wanting to lose sight of their little boy
I'm not swimming with these sharks anymore
In airport terminals
So separate my legs from my body
And let me float out into the Atlantic
Well I'll decompose at the bottom
But at least new lungs will breath new life
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