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Killdozer
03:25
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Nothing stands in my way
I don't give a fuck if I die today
Pay back is a fucking bitch
Stuck in poverty in the land of the rich
Nothing stands in my way
The cards collapse when you carry the weight
When your back's against the wall
Everything stands and everything falls
Pushed to the point of no return
A fate determined not deserved
Killdozer
The pressure rises to the top
Where the head continues to rot
Left with no where
Lost with nothing
We should be heard
We should be seen
The pain you carry every day
We bleed the same with everyone we hate
Around the drain, we circle the same way
We need to stand together to raise
This fight comes home
At your front door
Burn down the throne
Remake the world
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You Should Smile More
03:35
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Sometimes it feels like I am nothing
Like every choice I've made is wrong
Sometimes I think I'm wasting my time
The nights get short
The days get long
Every day's a struggle
A never ending hustle
You should fucking smile more
This is not a race
We're running in place
You're standing in front of me in spite of my grace
Life is loss, everyone feels pain
Life is loss, we are all the same
Everything is twice as hard than you know
It's ok you don't see but it shows
We do not walk in the same shoes
We do to live with the same rules
Sometimes I wish that this was over
That everything would finally end
Sometimes I'm running on empty
The sun rises and it begins
Every day's a struggle
Hanging by white knuckles
You should fucking smile more
This is not a race
We're running in place
You're standing in front of me in spite of my grace
Life is loss, everyone feels pain
Life is loss, we are all the same
Everything is twice as hard than you know
It's ok you don't see but it shows
We do not walk in the same shoes
We do to live with the same rules
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Blood on Our Hands
03:01
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Another day waking up and it's the same
Tragedy flipped around to confuse blame
A violent end again in fun of our eyes
I can't look the other way
A blind eye to the pain
Hollow prayers for change while my city's in flames
Another day waking up I'm not the same
We lose a life and we add another name
The violence never ends
We're stuck in a loop
I can't look the other way
A blind eye to the pain
Hollow prayers for change while my city's in flames
Nothing has changed, nothing's new
When all the anger subsides we subdue
I know we've been here before
When it's more comfortable to sell your soul
There is blood on our hands
when we remain silent
You don't have any excuse
for living a life on mute
Hiding behind the status quo
The safe place you know
It's time to stop and fucking listen
When it turns out you don't know everything
It's time to fucking listen
So we don't repeat the same mistakes
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Disposable Heritage
02:57
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Everything has already been broken
Poison air, plastic choking out the ocean
Animals tortured without a word spoken
Chop it down, drill the ground without emotion
There's ninety thousand pounds of trash
We leave behind after we pass
A single use then thrown away
We treat it all the same
To profit nothing's sacred
By force everything's taken
Every day feels so helpless
Everyone is so fucking selfish
Watch the world slowly die
Watch the world turn a blind eye
I'm a descendent of this stolen land
We assign some value
Move mountains for a made up price
Brutality in the name of liberty
A violence at the heart of everything
No reason other than blind greed
No freedom in the land of the free
Building cages, meant to suffer
Bind and torture for your comfort
I'm a descendent of this stolen land
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After the Coma
03:36
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First breath after it all
Rise from the ash to stand fucking tall
Lost time I won't get back
Never again will I let life pass
Rebirth while it ends
If you dare to struggle you dare to win
Alone it's all in vain
Together we fight and together we remain
After the coma
After we sleep
After the coma
After we sleep
Stand up for something
It's all or it's nothing
Leave it in the past
Start over from scratch
You and me
We are everything
The smoke finally clears
We can finally see
First breath after it all
Rise from the ash to stand fucking tall
Lost time I won't get back
Never again will I let life pass
Rebirth while it ends
If you dare to struggle you dare to win
Alone it's all in vain
Together we fight and together we remain
After the coma
After we sleep
After the coma
After we sleep
You and me
We are everything
The smoke finally clears
We can finally see
Stand up for something
It's all or it's nothing
Leave it in the past
Start over from scratch
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Sanitize
03:16
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Everything's been wiped fucking clean
Not safe for all but safe for me
I didn't ask for anything from anyone
It doesn't change a fucking thing for anyone
so play the cards you're dealt
The words we learn are sanitized
The broad acceptance of a lie
The past reworked to deceive, to control
While you go on about your day
Living the dream gifted to few
The only life you've ever known
came at the expense of the truth
It all starts again
Nothing ever ends
Stopping to break free
Death of the machine
Yesterday's dirty and stained in blood
The violence codified into society
Yesterday's dirty and built with blood
The villains of the past look back in the mirror
The change we need
starts when everything is seen
Every last atrocity
Our forgotten history
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21 Bricks Los Angeles, California
west coast punk rock
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