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Fuck the Law
01:54
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Slavery and incarceration
(Fuck the law!)
Concentration camps and deportations
(Hate the law!)
(Break the law!)
The system’s rigged to meet a quota
(Fuck the law!)
They really think that they fucking own us
(Hate the law!)
(Break the law!)
Who the hell do they protect when they attack, arrest, murder, and molest?
Who the hell do they serve, again?
It sure as hell ain’t us
(Sure as fuck ain’t us)
Incriminating reproductive freedom
(Fuck the law!)
Making immigrants and refugees illegal
(Hate the law!)
(Break the law!)
Incriminating houseless people
(Fuck the law!)
Under the law, no one is equal
***Antifa protestors chanting***
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2. |
Time Bomb
02:14
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Error, Error System Error we have found a bug
All these vicious, twisted tics are sucking at my blood
Inside I am resisting terror, Fight it with the drugs
But pill after pill and it just still isn’t enough
My muscles keep on tensing and flexing, my body shakes
The pain is unrelenting, please end it in any way
My limbs tense up, till I’m fully locked up, but I don’t get no rec brake
And I’m just wishing I was twitching so hard I could let my neck brake
So sorry to bitch, but I can’t even pick shit
up or lift a cup to my lips and take
sips while my arms twitch like an epileptic
fit or getting licked in the clit
Whenever I talk, my coughs might stop
For a bit, but then they hit and everyone thinks I’m sick
Or that I have a habit, breathing smoke into my lungs. But really
what I have is a fucked up nervous
system.
And now it’s gotten worse
I cannot rehearse my songs, each verse takes
Too long to begin, I take a breath in and I try to sing
But grunts and my twitching tongue are the only thing
That get done, it overpowers everything
I’m just trying to live my life, I’m dying, but I say I’m fine
It’s difficult to eat, it’s difficult to breathe
When my mouth is already busy doing other things
And typically, I’m troubled trying to speak
I just wanna hold a conversation with my friends, I’m feeling tired and weak
A brief conversation takes me twenty fucking minutes
And I’m stuck right in it, Let me finish!
I can’t function without my medication
Last week I ran out while I was on vacation
And the frantic stress sure as hell didn’t help the twitching
My life is a time bomb, it never stops ticking till its time is up
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3. |
Big Teddy Bear
01:50
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4. |
Diversion
01:27
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Freedom is not something that you will be given
Freedom is something you take
Steal it back from the powers that bind you!
Chorus:
The powers that be are disseminating hypocrisy
To keep us proud to be living beneath them
They speak their empty words
And still we listen
They say justice is blind
They gouged out both her eyes
So caught up in the laws, she cannot see what’s wrong or right
Cause justice is a lie
A cover for abuse
The only guilty criminals are the ones that they will choose
Chorus
They call it terrorism,
Protesting the state
Take nonviolent action and they lock you in a cage
Promising you rights
Unless you really make a change
Well you’re doing something right, if they feel so damn afraid
They call it heroism
Taking lives away
Murdering for money
Spreading fear and hate
Bombs fall on the innocent
Dismembered by the blast
Then you come back home a “hero”
And we have to kiss your ass
Chorus
They have us where they want us and they’ll keep us there until…
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5. |
as lucidity bleeds
01:06
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6. |
Renegade Genderfuck
01:43
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Walking down the streets with fishnets on my hairy thighs
Skip to my own beat with subversion on my mind
People stare judgmentally with horror in their eyes
Their perfect gender roles are bleeding and I love it every time
Disrupting narrow minds
Prying blinded eyes
I refuse to be a turning cog in your machine
I am the queen of my reality
(Smashing the binary)
My pride doesn’t fit the suit you wanted me to wear
I’d rather rock a dress, a bushy beard, and long hair
Aggressively androgynous, a renegade, a genderfuck
Battling your outdated binary ‘till it’s crushed
Your words don’t mean shit
Suck my hairy tits!
I refuse to function in this system while I suffer
I’d rather fuck shit up with self expression
(Using queerness as a weapon)
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7. |
Beneath my Skin
02:39
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Alone in this dark
Blinded and bound to my panicking heart
I can feel it beneath my skin and it’s festering within me
The light up ahead gets farther with each step I take
How much longer can I take it?
I feel I’m breaking
I don’t feel safe inside my own mind
I’m having thoughts that were never ever meant to be mine
Maybe I’m just changing for better or worse
But changing for good nonetheless
And oh, yes, it hurts
But maybe this is just another ripple in time
To watch as it slowly drifts by
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8. |
For my Friends
00:43
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Batshit California
Traveling musician, poet, artist, and vagabond
They/Them
Genderqueer
Anarchist
DIY
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