1. |
Pledge of Allegiance
01:55
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Brainwashed by the system,
Indoctrinated by the feds,
If you think your mind is free,
Check your fucking heads.
Pushing it since kindergarten,
Beating our heads til they're hardened.
Thick fucking skull,
Tiny fucking brain,
All these blind patriots make me go insane.
Commies suck cause they ain’t free,
Talk like robots, how are we?
Land of the proud,
Land of the free,
Then why must we say “Repeat after me.”
Bow to the flag,
Hand over heart,
They want everyone the same from the start.
One nation under God?
With all the shit you do?
Have your fucking God.
Don’t need him or you.
Indivisible? fuck you,
Remember 1862?
Liberty and Justice,
I guess they might be right,
Maybe for the rich,
Maybe for the white.
Red, Blue, Fuck you,
Above the law, Not you.
Land of the proud,
Land of the free,
Then why must we say “Repeat after me.”
Bow to the flag,
Hand over heart,
They want everyone the same from the start.
Land of the proud,
Land of the free,
Then why must we say “Repeat after me.”
Bow to the flag,
Hand over heart,
They want everyone the same from the start.
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2. |
Cheap Talk
01:03
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Slinging words,
Chirp like birds,
What you say doesn't mean shit.
Got no purpose,
Got no reason,
What you do doesn't help a bit.
Life ain't a joke,
I meant what I spoke,
You go get hammered on a couple of kegs.
It's best to live well,
But you're just a fucking sell,
Soon I'll laugh at you in the dregs.
Cheap talk, is all I hear.
Cheap talk, is what I fear.
Cheap talk, is what wrecks the mind.
Cheap talk, I hate your kind.
Fun to be loudmouth,
Fun to be coy,
Making my life pretty hard to enjoy.
No one sees,
What's inside,
A long gone individual who all but died.
Talking one way,
Talking another,
You don't know what it is to be a brother.
Big fucking ego,
Minuscule mind,
Push people around all the time.
Cheap talk, is all I hear.
Cheap talk, is what I fear.
Cheap talk, is what wrecks the mind.
Cheap talk, I hate your kind.
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3. |
Contained
01:20
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All alone, encased in my hell,
I suffocate inside, you could never tell.
Got no outlet, got no shelter,
Burning alive, in the melter.
I pound the wall, it won't break,
I'm stuck inside, I start to shake.
No serenity, losing my grip,
How many times before I slip?
CONTAINED
My conscience rots, I want to kill,
Everyone's an enemy, I can't hold still.
I'll never be happy, never find peace,
Never be content, my pain will never cease.
I'm undecided, too scared to try,
Don't know who to tell, my mouth runs dry.
Unhealthy for me, it keeps me down,
I'm tired of always being bound.
Sick to my stomach, I don't feel I can change,
I guess I'll be living forever deranged.
It's a losing battle, there's nothing I've gained,
I want to break free, but I'm locked down, contained.
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4. |
Blindness
01:14
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Blind is what they are,
Blind is all they'll be,
Refuse to know the truth,
They never fucking see.
Ignorance is bliss,
They live in a shell,
Utopian happiness,
While we suffer hell.
Society rewards them,
For their conformity,
See the truth, Be yourself,
And you'll get brutality.
Living among assholes,
Don't know what a mind is for,
Follow the back in front of them,
This is our fucking war.
Blindness, keeps them out of the fray,
Blindness, leaves only us to pay,
Blindness, you'd think they'd fucking lose,
Blindness, it's what they choose.
They break all reason,
Make us pick up pieces,
They build each other up,
Throw us in the creases.
Surrounded by a wall,
No thoughts go in or out,
They'll never leave their hole,
Always down for a bout.
They rely on tradition,
Push it all on you,
Don't even understand,
Why they do what they do.
A shitty fucking mess,
This landscape makes me sick,
I've died a million times,
For real is the trick.
Blindness, it plagues their lives,
Blindness, we take the dives,
Blindness, no longer keeps you down,
Blindness, it's how you keep away the frown.
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5. |
My Truth
03:00
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Overlooking the vibrant sight that lays below
Everything clear as day reflected from the snow
I feel no eyes, no gods, no strife from the wind that blows
Descending to the depth again that so few people know
The air is still, the scene is set; No one can touch me
Keep on walking there is no track; My mind is completely free
Running laps around the same old place; That I’ve always known
Sitting here full of life; Just fine being alone
My feet walk for miles through the luscious landscape
My mind, my soul, my body, my thoughts, take a brand new shape
Alone again I feel the power from within myself
No outer god, no inner demon, to distort my health
The air is still, the scene is set; No one can touch me
Keep on walking there is no track; My mind is completely free
Running laps around the same old place; That I’ve always known
Sitting here full of life; Just fine being alone
No! No! I’ll always ignore your threat
It’s just something you’ll never fucking get
You’ll never get
YOU'LL NEVER GET
Walking alone, walking alone
In this world of mine
No one here can touch me
Too much to define
I need to break away
From this fucking mold
Reaching into the inner depths
I now know what I behold
It’s true; It’s true; It’s fucking true; It’s true
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6. |
Contempt
02:15
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Your sense of authority,
Permeates majority,
No one but yourself is exempt.
Who is to say,
You are better than everybody,
You and your ignorant contempt.
Why should I bow?
Why should I submit?
And accept your word as law?
Watch me rebel,
Watch me destroy,
I'm not the one with the flaw.
Fuck your contempt,
What makes my opinion good?
Fuck your contempt,
I'd change you if I could.
Fuck your contempt,
It isn't always what you expect.
Fuck your contempt,
I wan't my fucking respect.
I hate whom live in fantasy,
When I endure reality,
I'm not a man of god.
Impractical as it may seem,
The world's never on my team,
Will I ever be more than a sod?
I try and I try,
I just want to die,
Because no one will appreciate me.
Will they ever listen?
Will they ever care?
Is persistence or conformity the key?
Fuck your contempt,
What makes my opinion good?
Fuck your contempt,
I'd change you if I could.
Fuck your contempt,
It isn't always what you expect.
Fuck your contempt,
I wan't my fucking respect.
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