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Fools March In
01:19
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Somethings Never Change
02:54
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Short tempers, big boots, we grew deep roots
Our class is old school, ain’t no substitutes
Put on the show, we still don’t make it on the guest list
A little older, kinda wiser, but i’m still pissed
Oh no
I never thought we’d ever make it this far
Fighting the outside world and closing the bars
Oh yeah
Keeping warm by all the bridges we’ve burned
Might be a bad idea but I’m not concerned, No!
The system barks it’s got a bite to match
They come with knives out and we don’t get a scratch
Shoot from the hip, talk shit, get a fat lip
No rest, won’t quit, Cut through the dumb shit
Not goin’ nowhere cuz I’m in this for life
Determination through the struggle and strife
They said I’d grow up but It’s too late for me
They said I’d grow old but we’ll just wait and see
If It ain’t loud then it ain’t worth a shit
If it ain’t real then I want no part it
We’ll hold it down, keep the spirit alive
Fighting for our lives and we won’t take a dive, no!
When the hard times come
And when you’re set adrift
And when the rent is spent
And they just cut your shifts
You’re at wits end, you’re hangin’ by a string
Hold fast, we’ve got your back
Until the end and we wouldn’t change a thing, no!
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No One Cares
01:21
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The worlds collapsing and our clock ran out of time
The human race’s finish line
Cuz whoa-oh, no one cares
Wide-spread corruption, politicians, death and war
Mass shootings, genocide, no heroes anymore
Cuz whoa-oh, no one cares
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4. |
Divided Time
02:04
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5. |
Dubbed In English
02:14
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Truth Be Told
02:21
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A new kind of virus infecting the nation
A media blitz full of misinformation
A human condition of hatred and fraud
All but by the grace of an old spiteful god
Sift through the ashes, But you’ll never find
The truth!
Buried ‘neath the wreckage of all humankind
The truth!
The symptoms take over, accusations will fly
Who ended the world with a careless white lie?
Twisting of reason ‘til your only fear is
The truth!
Convince yourself everything that you hear is
The truth!
The echo chamber just made you deaf
Abandon all hope now, we’re passed the point of no return
Subscribe to submission, it’s just one click away
We’ll watch the whole world burn!
Nobody’s left, all that was built now starts to rust
Tank treads ground all the bones into tragic mounds of dust
Remnants of a modern world, nothing grows between the cracks
To think that this all started with alter-native facts
All we want is the truth!
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7. |
Innocent Man
02:25
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No hope, no say
Resist arrest?
No way
No faith, it won’t cease
With no justice
There’s no peace
And we can’t keep going on this way
Cuz the cops killed an innocent man today
They don’t care what kinda message it might send
Another headline of a wasted life and
they’re gonna get away with it again
With no rights, we won’t advance
With no money, you’ve got no chance
No consequences, his heart stopped
Killers in blue, ain’t no cops
And we can’t keep going on this way
Cuz the cops killed an innocent man today
Wasn’t running from the scene of a crime
He was running for his life this time
Out in the streets there’s gonna be hell to pay
Protect and serve, their battle cry
Our trust and faith in the law dies
Makes us all feel like something’s gone wrong
This time they’ve lost all our respect
They’ve sunk as low as they can get
redemption just seems so far gone
And we can’t keep going on this way
Something in that system’s gotta change
You’re outraged when they burn the block
And we know it can’t be every cop but
we also know this has got to stop
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Speed
02:32
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A whole generation
Birthed in conflict
Consumed by addiction
What’d you expect?
Drowning in tears
You’re trapped inside the pipe
The needle runs you through
Stripped of your self-respect
Another pound of flesh
Til nothing’s left of you
They pay for our sins
Hearts and minds rot
You medicate yourself
Cuz it’s all you’ve got
You’re going downtown
You ain’t coming back
Life ran a train on you
I can see the tracks
And out on the streets
Where life moves so fast
The speed took your breath away
Now you’re suckin’ glass
And it just goes on and on and on...
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9. |
Dead Inside
02:15
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Cut down the ones who lift you up
Not many left but you’re too sick to stop
Bleeding the weak to fill your cup
Whatever gets you to the mountaintop
Dying to be noticed, it’s a shame
You'd trade your mother for success and clout
Friend-ships' are goin' down in flames
You wouldn't piss on 'em to put them out
No worth, no pride
You're dead inside
Can't empathize
You're dead inside
Wrapped up in yourself
You've got the money but you lack the class
Center of the world
Head forever stuck up your own ass
Walking parasite
Couldn't care less for the ones you harm
A voracious appetite
Give you the finger and you'd take the arm
No worth, no pride
You're dead inside
Can't empathize
You're dead inside
Soul suicide
You're dead inside
Loss amplified
You're dead inside
You built your prison out of arrogance and pride
The key is lost, you're dead inside
An 8x6-figure-sized cell where you reside
No getting out, you're dead inside
You sold yourself out and was left dissatisfied
Cant get you back, you're dead inside
A fancy coffin's all that's left when it's goodbye
Cant take it with you, dead inside.
Undignified
You're dead inside
You're terrified
You're dead inside
Dead inside
You're dead inside
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10. |
Working Poor
02:57
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This grinds an endless struggle
Get in line, punch the clock
50 years of sacrifice
Times up, you get your gold-plated watch
Boss man’s on a roll again
You break your back just to make him rich
The long shifts have taken their toll
You’d like to break his fuckin’ neck
The years of toil and stress
One payday ahead of poverty
Robbed yourself to pay your debts
You’re back for more just for the Company
You’ve lost your will to live
The axe fell hard and you felt the sting
You’ve got nothing left to give
The bottle calls when the phone don’t ring
Building frustration
And we can’t take it anymore
A starving nation proves that we’re losing
Our class war
And at the end of the day
What are we killing ourselves for?
Somewhere along the way
The working class became working poor
On your feet so long
you could hardly stand it
Calloused hands grasp for a living wage
But your pride won’t demand it
And those 4 walls closed in, there was nowhere you could run
Marching in place as you went 50 times around the sun
But no more.
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11. |
What Goes Around
04:05
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I’ve got a dirty secret
Thoughts like you’ll never know
You drove me right past drinking
Next stop? My lowest low
My face a scarred expression
Distinct and all so clear
Deep as the pain inflicted
carved in from ear to ear
Right hand outstretched to greet me
Left hand to grip the blade
Your forked tongue spits poison charm
Your sick talents on display
I’ve let bygones be bygones
Cost me a life-long toll
I’ll bury this old hatchet
Deep inside your fucking skull
I want justice
Her blindfolds gone
The scales have tipped
The gavel falls
Total justice
Cease to exist
Another bastard
Crossed off my list
Total justice
You won’t be found
What goes around
Comes around and...
What comes around
Goes in the ground
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One look and I as At her command
True rebel woman and she don’t need no man
Why she’s with me, I just don’t understand
But I think that I like it!
One kiss is Like a kick to the teeth
She only laughs when we’re Disturbing the peace
This girl’ll be the death of me
But I think that I like it
I wasn’t lookin'
When she caught my eye
Dropped me with one stare
She didn’t even try
She leaves me speechless
She makes me wanna scream
Now I'm outta my mind
And she Haunts my dreams
Now I’m addicted and I can’t get enough
She’s at her best when she’s out breakin' stuff
Something tells me we’ll end up in cuffs
But I think I like it!
She turns the night into a game of chance
Clarence and Alabama, True romance
This force of nature made me change my plans
But I think I like it
I didn’t know that danger
Could ever feel so good
And nothing scares me
But I know she could
She don’t play nicely
Fuck around and find out
This fine trouble-maker
Is what I’m all about
If looks could kill, she might just end us all
Her fire burns like cheap alcohol
She’s got the style and she’s got the sand
She takes out my knees When I hold her hand
We hit the road and we're like Bonnie and Clyde
She drives me mad and I’m along for the ride
And she might kill me but I’m ready to die
And I think I like it!
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The boys and me took a car and we went downtown
It's the only place we know where we'll be found
Rippin' the guts outta stranded automobiles
Can't you see how beautiful it feels
Back home we lie in our beds
Is the day really day
Is the night really night
Won't it please go away
There is nothing to see
So we pull down the shades
You gotta pull down the shades
You gotta pull down the shades
We're havin' fun and doin' time
Suckin' on our samovar and lime
Listen to the beautiful music of your screams
As we bust the picture windows of your dreams
Back home we lie in our beds
As if nothing is wrong
There's a gun at our heads
There's a knife at our lungs
There is nothing to do
So we pull down the shades
You gotta pull down the shades
You gotta pull down the shades
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