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Stay Human
02:59
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i remember the first time i faced it
i was only six years old
too young to truly understand that
a peer of mine could be this cold
bottled up, pressurized, set it ablaze
we're one or done we're fucking screwed when we all just sit in place
apathetic, suicidal
seed that's sewn in a plantation
weathering this test of time
when things like N-word trend on twitter
it validates age old hate crimes
from Florissant to the Rafah gates an endless siege with no escape
bottled up pressurized set it on fire
anti-tank frat cars jackboots for hire
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i was just a kid
down at the Pyramid
the night Jonny Stew put a bounty on the mayor's head
a rain soaked flashlight set
every fuckin' cop was sent
to Tache Avenue to stop a punk rock riot
getting chased down by Trans-Ams
and fighting with the skinheads on the corner of Ellice and
it was more than just some bands
a declaration of loserdom in defense of where we stand
this frozen hell is where the river rebelled
not just a sentiment, the one thing we could never quit
the justice league of Manitoba
a place where no one ever wins
rooftop union screed on Salter St.
born of dustups in Market Square with NorthWest Mounted police
and these actions resonate
with this scrawny suburban kid strapped into the back seat
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Wasted On Me
01:01
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it's 1984 we're doing recon on ourselves
turncoats, loyalists, everyone's a pig
lost your fuckin' balls, they're in your fuckin' head
we just st around and watched the whole world go to shit
because there's a difference between growin up and giving in
can you recall
standing side by side with our backs against the wall
are you full of shit now, were you full of shit then?
joy camp, happy life, forward to death
your breath is wasted on me
this world is in decay
you think that i'm deranged
cause your breath is wasted on me
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Dirtbags And Degenerates
03:49
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sweet fuck would i do if it hadn't all aligned
from in suburban hell we'd escape and we'd survive
for all the poor choices the one that was right was each other
i see the floor coming right up to me face
in an arms reach you will find
caught by the condemned i wouldn't have it any other way
count those stars in the sky and just how fortunate
freaks like us were to make contact and to connect
and if they find my corpse on the streets at daybreak
i only got this far cause you carried me all this way
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Western Identity
04:40
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pressure cooker from a melting pot
wives tales, curriculums have brought
our anthems and our pageantry songs of our fabled history
as we pass our judgement on places we've never been
hard to see from on horses so high
or hear above our battle cry
so now i'm checkin family
ashamed of the things they believe
bought the hype and all the shit adopted all the rhetoric
how can i be asked to stomach any more of it
so now i shudder to think what our knee-jerks will bring
(these wants become the needs)
let's invade every fucking thing
(in a culture so deceived)
we stand on entitlement and spur on only resent
(these wants become the need)
when acquisitions the only intent
(in a culture so deceived...)
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