1. |
Love
02:29
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Ten steps back, none forward
And yet you claim to be
In it for the good of people
Just in it for your own bigotry
You can't claim the right
To someone else's voice
My fucking body
My fucking choice
How do you sleep at night?
You can't claim the right
To someone else's voice
My fucking body
My fucking choice
How do you sleep?
It just seems so plain to see
Just wolves in the clothes of sheep
It just seems so plain to see
Your dogmatic hatred's an excuse for what you can't see as equal
How do you sleep at night knowing what you've done?
How can you claim this hatred is an act of God's love?
God's love
God's love
God's love
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2. |
Machine
02:04
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Wolf filled with loathing
You feed on the flock
Nipping at heels
Thin out the stock
Mold the kids
To be afraid
Help them create
Then focus that pain
Fear breeds hate
Fear breeds hate
Fear breeds hate
Hate breeds views
Consequences neglected
Body counts are accepted
Exploit the confusion of youth
What's a few trans kids lives for a billion views?
Fear breeds hate
Fear breeds hate
Fear breeds hate
Fear breeds hate
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3. |
Stage Four
01:20
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I hear the words and feel their meaning
The weight loss, the encumbrance of grieving
Standing here surrounded by peers
They don't sink in or assuage my fears
I'm still so listless, completely effete
Resigned to my lack of solidarity
Open fire on me, I won't feel a thing
Hapless and helpless, I never seem to fucking change
I need to feel something real
To face the things I feel
A gnawing sore
A closing door
Time is running out for me
To become who I'm supposed to be
I need to feel something real
To face the things I feel
Find a way to move me
Push me up hill
Implacable feeling
Push past my will
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4. |
The Pact
01:58
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Placid existence
Passive subsistence
Gold turns to grey
Placid existence
Passive subsistence
A life of wasted days
The death of my autonomy
Kill the thing that's best in me
Sated, fat, and ordinary
Regain my sense of agency
It's in my capabilities
Find myself a better way
Want to want
Want to need
Left on the ground
Like dried up seed
Erosion
Dust blowing, roots showing
Erosion
Wind blowing, I'm not growing
Fertile ground will take this seed
Offer up a part of me
Wasted days lost to this greed
Find new possibility
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