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Clickbait Education
03:34
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Call to movement
Rise against the president
The ever-bloating object of their shameful rape fantasy
I was down with
All this resistance
Until the feminazis hijacked and then toxified the narrative
They're telling people who can think what
Vomiting about some privilege when they don't know shit about us
One hundred million incredulous hyper-sensitive digital natives
Protected class on the campuses
They got a clickbait education
Social engine
Engineered to undermine
Two hundred thirty something years of mostly peaceful progress on the line
Re-integration for everyone
Protected class on the campuses
They got a clickbait education
Vomiting about some privilege when they don't know shit about us
One hundred million incredulous hyper-sensitive digital natives
Protected class on the campuses
They got a clickbait education
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2. |
Enemy Mode
03:59
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My old self hates it when my new self sings
And he can’t know what I’m thinking
Don’t believe identitarian untruth
When someone said that we could not be friends
I know now why he said it
Bought in to West Coast victimhood milieu
I hear an old man trying to sound young
And he suddenly hates his generation
We get it ok? Personhood is problematic
Waking up
Check your pulse
Working hard
staying woke
You and me both
Enemy mode
I recognized his shell as Skyler Dean’s
And I don’t know who it was, but
The text read like some sissy who had sold the franchise
Falling in
Head down
Let the boyfriend run the calcs.
Waking up
Check your pulse
Working hard at staying woke
You and me both
Enemy mode
Let your boyfriend run the calculations
Sick of summer
Dead men drinking
Since the wreck
My heart’s been skipping beats and I’m losing it.
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3. |
Stupid Words
03:50
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Messages in the light.
Elements that I analyze.
It’s not what you say, it’s what you don’t.
And what it means when you don’t say it.
Are they digging in?
Cannot help where we’ve been.
Cannot help it. We fuck our friends.
It’s not what we meant, or how it’s said,
But what it says when we don’t mean it sometimes.
Stupid kids. Stupid brains. Stupid words.
Coming down, rising up, or have you heard
All the bile, all the hate in the world?
Did it cut right?
Come on. Have another drink.
Take off that coat.
Oh, poison joy!
What came up in my throat?
Stupid kids. Stupid brains. Stupid words.
Coming down, rising up, or have you heard
All the bile, all the hate in the world?
Did it cut right?
Good. Good.
Tell me something else.
I know what I already know.
If next to nothing becomes nothing,
So what?
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4. |
Ate Up With The Message
03:20
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Strike, Strike
Egghead revolution
All beat up with solutions
Take, Take
Suck from
Feed the vestige
All ate up with the message
I don't want to do it
I don't want to do it
Anyone can teach
Do you listen to
Anyone with a tenure?
State run, red cadres
Cut from
Academics
All in bed with the judges
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5. |
To Become One
03:30
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Bad words over a drink
Righteous indignation
Loose lips, delicate men
Come to me with their questions
Nobody likes that I'm always right
It was some time ago
Got a call from a good friend
Broke down, side of the road (fuck him)
Never heard if he made it
Nobody hears the children complain
How unnerving
Unbecoming
To become one
Undeserving
Too late, that holiday
Ended 4am Monday
Back to the shit show for you (fuck it)
Don't you wish you were dead now? (Do it)
Nobody cares when the indigent hurt themselves.
How unnerving
Unbecoming
To become one
Undeserving
How impersonal.
Unnerving.
To become one.
What a world.
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6. |
Peace and Quiet
04:36
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This is not an art piece
I don't wanna bleed on stage again
Freaking out in the time between the heart beats.
Anyone can riff on everything
Are you even listening
You can cop a demo off the internet
The sturm and the drang get drowned out in the mixes
So you can write a rant about anything
And before too long
You'll have you a song
It might go
Baby baby baby baby baby baby bay
I need some
Peace peace peace peace peace peace peace
I want some
Quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet
You might say
Please. Please leave.
I so wanna sell out
Everyone acts like the don't have a price but I got mine
It's predictably affordable
I thought that I would mention it anyway
Are you even listening
You can cop a demo off the internet
The sturm and the drang get drowned out in the mixes
So you can write a rant about anything
I wrote me this song
You can sing along
And it goes
Baby baby baby baby baby baby bay
I need some
Peace peace peace peace peace peace
I want some
Quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet
You might say
Please. Please leave.
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7. |
A Million Little Lights
04:15
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Slow with encouraging words and quick to curse
Sometimes I’m crazy or something worse
Heavy head on a crooked looking frame
Hangs in the mirror, hangs in shame
We can
Work through the weekend
Keeping a million little lights on
Right on!
Even in my house
Never not alone
Lie behind me. Lie beside me
Give me something for the other hand
I’ll be damned
I know what it is
I don’t like to say
Unavailable. Unassailable
Counting crashes all along the way
On the way
Suddenly the plan
Somewhere in the span
We delighted. We decided
Sink it all into the land
So we can
Work through the weekend
Keeping a million little lights on
Right on!
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8. |
All Robots Are Evil
03:49
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The two percent rulers
Are celebrating
For every one line is a zero day awaiting
Gave back the greenbacks
Pump up the PayPal
Still unaware, baby, the crypto-coin is king now
Binary weapons are flying around the world
Are gonna mess up everything
If you're ever feeling brave, take a look what the deep net says about it
So insidious
They will give us rigid ultimatums
Inspect every single datum
Oh God all robots are evil
Plug in to find out
Agree to install
Update to make firm, and the software gets it harder
I wanna say what I want without getting a knock on the door
I gotta turn off everything
Never never power down without removing the power source
You gotta take the battery
They will give us fully automated
Deadweight calibrated head pains
Oh god all robots are evil
Do we dare to be alone
There's a camera in the phone
Binary weapons are flying around the world
Are gonna mess up everything
If you're ever feeling brave, take a look what the deep net says about it
Unpreventable
They will give us rigid ultimatums
Inspect every single datum
Oh God all robots are evil
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