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I'm not proud to be an American
Where I know that I am not free
I've got brothers and sisters that can't safely walk through the streets
So I'll stand here next to you
And I will decry all this greed
There's no doubt that I love this land
I'm just looking for some change
So I'll say
God damn the USA
You've got the freedom to live or the freedom to die
But you can't choose the freedom from cancer
You've got the freedom to subsist on wage slavery
Or else it's your ass out in the streets
And if you starve there
I will walk by
And if you freeze there
I will walk by
And if you don't like it you can get the fuck out
And if you don't like it you can get the fuck out
And if you don't like it you can get the fuck out -bitch
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
You stupid, worthless pig
You said, "I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to hear about it, can't we just talk about something else?
Like, "I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to hear about it, can't we just talk about something else?"
Like, "What was she wearing the other night? And did you see just who she was talking to? Do you think that she's gained weight again?"
You said, you said now, "What was she wearing the other night? And did you see just who she was talking to? I can tell you that fat bitch has gained weight again!" You said you said now....
I lie awake and I worry
Will the people I love have enough?
Or will greed swallow their homes and their health?
Will there be anything left?
And I, I know this isn't pleasant, but I can't help but dwell on the present
And if you don't like it you can get the fuck out
And if you don't like it you can get the fuck out
And if you don't like it you can get the fuck out -bitch
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
You stupid, worthless pig
You said, "I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to hear about it, can't we just talk about something else?
Like, "I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to hear about it, can't we just talk about something else?"
Like, "What was she wearing the other night? Did you see that episode of Undercover Boss where that rich guy totally did something nice for that other guy?"
And, "What was she wearing the other night? Did you see just who she was talking to? I can tell you that fat bitch has gained weight again"
You said, you said, "NANANANANANABOOBOO NO NO NO I CAN'T, I CAN'T FUCKING HEAR YOU! NANANANANANABOOBOO JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!"
Our promises are irrevocably broken
And our dreams were sold out to the highest bidder
And it's fostering an environment where no one is a winner
So I will say that I am not just blindly proud
I'm just scared
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we got one planet, you better not fuck it up
i say, we got nowhere else to go
then again, do you think that's why
NASA and all those guys, constantly try to find new places we can call a home?
It seems we got nowhere else to go
ya we got nowhere else to go, as far as we know
we got nowhere else to go
ya we got nowhere else to go, as far as we know
you wave your flag, tell me i'm free
but we're all victims of your failures and cruelty
look at your progress. in truth, destruction
as you fill your wallet, all for #1
forget your money, forget your profit
in due time, you'll be burning it to stay alive x2
it's like everyday, i turn the TV on
watch the news and its a horror story every day
look at everything, you gave false hope
look at what you neglected, and exploited
fuck your projects, fuck your system
fuck your so called "task force" of mass production
we'll show you how, to live in the wild
on the streets, where you leave so many everyday
without your suits, without your money
without your cars, and your fancy italian shoes
without your concepts, without your genocide
without your fucking, your fucking IGNORANCE
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Are we drawn to what we love or our concepts from what we're made of? I am mumbling nothing to no one. It'd make sense if I had some. Talk to myself too often, they're killing all my friends Boston. To deny and ignore is their master plan, just like a complacent American. Mike Pence will rot in the same hell he thinks I will; spreading warped words of god and his evil goodwill. Prepare for the war you voted for.
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""Take my hand" he said to me
Follow now or you'll be damned
Let's go to the other side
Let's go to the other side
Great balls of simplicity
Great balls of simplicity
Brother James gave em to me
Brother James gave em to me
I don't need em anymore
Don't go knockin' at my door
I don't need em anymore
Don't go knockin' at my door
Take my hand, you might as well
We're going straight to hell
I don't wanna hang around
Won't you stick yr head in the ground"
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we had a mundane conversation about the weather / he made inane comments about the women passing by / i've had 17 cigarettes since we've been together / thats at least 3 more than the last 6 days combined/ i felt warmth drip down my throat and into my stomach / from a bottle hidden inside a paper bag /
he laugh and sang as he fed the pigeons / i smiled, jealous of all the fun that we'd had / yeah / up a flight of stairs, into a back room bar speakeasy / where the Marxist book club was known to hang around / they've got vodka on the breath and they talk of a revolution / upset at all the bullshit that has gone down / there's a march today to support the surviving family / of a young man beat to death by the boys in blue / they say this country's foundation is freedom / yet at every turn they try to incarcerate you / yeah / as the crowd grows violent, and the riots begin / i see a man on the street corner who is peeling off his skin / and injecting novocaine into the folds of his open heart / he says, 'the teeth of society are as long as they are sharp' / yeah / there's poison in the air, / there's poison in my mouth /
there are poison ingredients in our food that i can't pronounce / sit in lotus position, block distraction and desire / make some mental incisions and set malignant thought on fire / yeah / yeah /
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I was back in town last Tuesday, rolling down 6th Avenue, when I just happened on your unfamiliar face.
And it had been so goddamn long, you looked so healthy you looked so strong. You said “let’s go get a drink, I know a place.”
And I said “You’re looking good, and so’s the whole damn neighborhood!” you leaned forward and you kissed me on the cheek.
I said “Have you lost your mind?” I looked for something to hide behind, you said “man, those days are gone, these streets are our streets!”
“The last cop to call me ‘faggot’ got his nose broke on my knee
I got a bruise still on my right thigh, ya wanna see?”
And I was so damn proud of you that I thought that I could die
And I’d never seen that bright gleam in your eye.
I couldn’t help but blurt out loud how it sure did make me glad
To see you’ve lost that wounded look you used to have.
And it’s June, it’s only June, and you’re still young at 32
You’ve got the whole damn summer laid out in front of you.
It don’t get dark till nearly 9, and they’re servin that cheap white wine.
There’s no tellin what we all might get up to.
And after more than I could count, we cooled our feet down in the fountain. You were sitting on my lap rollin the join.
When they grabbed me by my curls and said “Hey, queers which one’s the girl?” I said “Neither one, you dumb shit, that’s the point!”
He kicked in my temple and I came up splashing, stunned.
And everything inside told me to run.
But instead I vaulted over and I bit him on his ear.
And I screamed it out real loud so he could hear.
“Hey, get back above 14th street now before you make me mad, because I’ve lost that wounded look I used to have.”
And it’s June, it’s only June, and you’re still young at 32
The New York summer night sky’s brilliant midnight blue.
It don’t get dark till nearly 9, and they’re servin that cheap white wine.
There’s no tellin what we all might get up to.
I had years to learn to take a punch before I learned to give one.
There’s little I’ll forget, still less will be forgiven.
But when you think about the past, don’t let it make you sad,
Just know you’ve lost that wounded look you used to have.
And it’s June, it’s only June, and you’re still young at 32
You’ve got the whole damn summer laid out in front of you.
It don’t get dark till nearly 9, and they’re servin that cheap white wine.
There’s no tellin what we all might get up to.
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This one's for Shelby and her girlfriend
hope youre doing alright
this one's for Katie and Adam
hope you got some sleep last night
this one's for Anna and Nat
this one's for Kendall and Steven
this one's for Chasen and Chloe
anyone who needs something to believe in
I know you're scared
cause I'm scared too
the tears are filling up the living room
stick together and I know we'll all learn how to swim
I want you to know
don't be afraid
I'll thrust out my arms to keep the crowds at bay
you didn't know how much everyone wanted to hurt you
This one's for Gracie and Cass I hope you invite me to your wedding
I know you don't know me well but your love it makes me happy
this one's for Taos and Mckayla I still wish you happy birthday
this one's for Amy and Nick you know I find your love inspiring
I know youre sad because I'm scared too
the tears are filling up the living room
stick together I swear we'll all learn how to swim
I want you to know that I still love you
Head in my hands I'm still thinking of you
I didn't know how much everyone wanted to hurt you
This one's for me and my sisters
this one's for Vena, how I miss her
I want you to know I drank four beers before I called
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
Stand strong stand together
I still love you more than ever
I'd do anything to help you out
you cried in the bathroom
locked the door so we couldn't see you
I'd do anything to help you out
stand strong stand together
I still love you more than ever
I'd do anything to help you out
stand strong stand together
I still love you more than ever
I'd do anything to help you out
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I don't want to kill,
I don't want to die,
I don't want to kill,
and I'll tell you why
i don't want innocents to die for oill,
because we have terrorists on American soil,
I'm not scared of a Muslim down the street,
but I'm afraid of the cop on the beat,
I don't want to kill,
I don't want to die,
I don't want to kill,
and I'll tell you why
because I don't want capitalism's spread,
I want everyone to fight so it'd be dead,
I'm not scared of the immigrant I know,
but I'm afraid of where the army wants to go
I don't want to kill,
I don't want to die,
I don't want to kill,
I don't want to kill,
I don't want to die,
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I hear them screaming on my TV set.
Or catch them barking on the AM radio.
Condemning gays as abominations.
Refusing refugees who have no place to go.
But it was you, who sodomized our children.
It was you that bombed planned parenthood.
Yet you claim that you are persecuted.
You would enlighten us if you could
The man on the TV set says, He''l make the nation great... again.
But if America was ever great, I can't remember when. X2
And on the other end, of the spectrum.
You have those fighting for social justice.
Misinformed bullies with a brutal mob mentality.
Remaining blind to their willful ignorance.
This schadenfreude, is baffling.
A constant circle jerk, spurred on by needless misery.
Hopefully one day they'll see the error of their way.
And laugh with me, at the taste of their irony.
And the man on my TV set says, he'll make the nation great... again.
Burnie America was ever great, I can't remember when. X2
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Your belief's within a logo
The cross bared on your chest
Christ died for your sins
Or maybe for his fun at best
It's a best selling novel
And it's like that for a reason
'Cuz if you call it as you see it
You're being tried for treason
God isn't dead if you're still talking about him
I still dunno how I feel about the guy
He really could stop war and famine
But he sits there in the sky
I think God is a sadist
Not like I want to wonder why
I'm not trying to be edgy or reject
I just think he's a kinky guy
There's a reason that the snow is white
There's a reason why there's gays and lesbians
There's a reason why we like masturbating
There's a reason why we like... whips and chains
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"a mass shooting happens everyday in america, lets put one of those to use and would somebody please shoot donald trump"
"somebody please shoot donald trump" x4
"make America great again America was never great my friend" x2
"somebody please shoot donald trump" x4
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Days N' Daze - Fuck It!
03:06
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