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beasts // like mountains sleep
dying // in dreams
a valley // bleeds
where spirits // weep
winds // chill and drown
in the industrial hum
incessant, insipid
civilization // domestication
this city rusts in crimson red,
this skyline's guilt knows a thousand dead,
these streets are stained where martyrs bled,
and now a spectre's dream haunts us instead.
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SCAM LIKELY - Sellout
02:33
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(samples from the documentary East of Liberty // Dear Liberals by Lee Reed)
consensus, concessions,
new contexts, same lessons
big tents and repression,
from sellout progressives
keep wasting all our fucking time
jagoffs tow their party-line
“Dont write ACAB on that sign
Never ever speak your mind!”
radicals are burning out ,
from pushing for event turnout,
to build the org, to win reform,
to hardly change the social norm
talking heads wont ever stop,
working hard to be a cop,
but just because you pay their rent,
doesn't meann you won't be dead!
they’ll promise you a good career
swear that they won’t interfere
You joined up, or so I hear
Young and dumb and so sincere
now they control your agenda
escalate n’ they’ll just fire ya
protest marshal motherfucker
you ain’t no one’s compañera
Here in Pittsburgh, so called radicals are collaborating
with the Bloomfield development corporation
.
The BDC wants to bulldoze a grocery store
to build a yuppie condo in order to attract the tech industry.
and by legitimizing a ~ “dialogue” ~ thru events
that the BDC controls, these sellouts are deliberately
channeling community anger into a dead end
just so they can boost their NGO organizing careers.
From the Hill District to East Liberty, we’ve seen this before.
radicals are burning out ,
from pushing for event turnout,
to build the org, to win reform,
young and dumb and so sincere
now they control your agenda
escalate n’ they’ll just fire ya
protest marshal motherfucker
you ain’t no one’s compañera
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waltzing in the stench of a love unlike love
compassion wrenches open
a mouth fills with sludge
blind desperation, seductive algorithm
never the real world, never yr own rhythms
your love ain't true when it's based on a bot
so easily mystified by letting your brain rot
blind desperation, seductive algorithm
signing up for alienation
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we've got zero L&M's
and we've got no cars
while we're sitting in a 412-am bar.
won't cross the picket line
or take a surcharge
so we golden brick way
and to baum we march!
i've got a chip on my shoulder
NO OTLE!
colonel sanders, eat a dick
NO FOREPLAY
fuck pep boys, fuck ford
FUCK CHEVROLET!
recall that shrapnel
DROP SOME BOMBS ON ACJ!
where the shadyside pricks
meet the bloomfield anarchists
where surplus gets a kick
and a courtyard for PIC
GET AND GO, GET AND GO
get your shit and fucking go
unless you got an MTO
pay for it and take some more!
GET AND GO, GET AND GO
get your shit and fucking go
kitchen sink and cookie dough
take yr pick and hit the road
the hub of the metropolis
to onny lay bow down
good faith is our core
so we circle around
the aisle with trail mix
fun dips
bags of chips
chocolate bits
pack yr bag AND THEN TAKE A HIT!
the glory lies in the well of self-checkout
it shares with us its wealth
by looking down while we step out
where the shadyside pricks
meet the bloomfield anarchists
where surplus gets a kick
and a courtyard for PIC
GET AND GO, GET AND GO
get your shit and fucking go
unless you got an MTO
pay for it and take some more!
GET AND GO, GET AND GO
get your shit and fucking go
kitchen sink and cookie dough
take yr pick and hit the road!
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5. |
DISGOBLIN - Elven Hate
00:56
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siege the castle
seize the gate
slay the goblins
elven hate
cut off their heads
melting goblin face
burning arrows
elven hate
kill their king
get a taste
drink his blood
this is elven hate
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INTERLUDE - Fuck ACJ
03:42
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FUCK ALLEGHENY COUNTY JAIL
SUPPORT:
Bukit Community Bail Fund
https://www.facebook.com/bukitbailfundpgh/
your local Anarchist Black Cross
don't know where ABC meets? start yr own!
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It's the zine How to Start a Fire
https://theanarchistlibrary.org/library/anonymous-how-to-start-a-fire.a4.pdf
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well i've been waking up, my stomach tied in knots again
not sure what i'm feeling but i got my guesses
like how am i still stuck in this one trick pony of a town?
not quite sure but i got my guesses
and i try to fight the ever-sinking feeling
while all the while you've got more guts than i
swerving through LA traffic over 2,000 miles away
and i'm back, in the tiny room
more like a tiny cell,
throwing punches at the walls, cutting back
the ever-pulsing rhythm that runs through me like a wildfire
and i'm back in the same chair, the same spot
the same life i've been stuck in since i thought i had a life
and as the days turned into darkness
and i couldnt find my way
well at least the withdrawals weren't half as bad this time around
like the time that i woke up in that ER
and withdrew on that mattress for days
or that other time and that other time and that other time
fuck that!
well they tried to make me go to rehab, i said no no no...
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9. |
PAPERCUT - It's Fine
02:40
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The tug says / "Where's the lie?" / & who am I to argue / with my ow desire? / I want to fuck / I want to fuck / want to fucking die / don't tell me where to go / tell me my eyes / are they open / or are they closed? / Open / or are they closed? / Open / or are they closed? / Can you tell me / where my mouth is? / Can you tell me / who lives in it? / Can you tell me / what they look like? / So I can / find them? / All I wanna tell ya / is don't worry hunny / gonna get a job / that's more than just drug money / I guess this was all just for me / no way that this was all a dream / all for me / or just a dream / it's fine.
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Every single day when I’m walking down my block, looking at the clouds
I see a punk ass cop
Cars and bikes into drones and jetpacks
Oh my god we’re so completely fucked… (so what?)
Cities into jails, jails into cities, what’s fucking difference?
I don’t gotta good feeling about this,
But at least we got a chance
Our kids going down the fucking drain
School budgets are cut for police cameras
HELLA-copters, drones, surveillence planes
CCTV going into command centers
Every goddamn step, every goddamn thought…
Pigs in vans with scanners adding every trace
Details into databases, they got us all
So much for no face no case!
Cutting down the alleys cos I don’t trust the main streets,
Blacking out cameras with my mean streak,
This fucked up future ends horribly,
Authority is not security!
burn till there’s nothing left to burn
BURN EVERYTHING DOWN!
Oh my god we’re so completely fucked…
Cutting down the alleys cos I don’t trust the main streets,
Blacking out cameras with my mean streak,
This fucked up future ends horribly,
Authority is not security!
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They're a corporation of despots
A despicable team of tyrants
Our history's filled with those who've fought
To end their evil plot
But still they're reigning terror
Obliterates this country
So from now on 'til forever
I'll live to right this error
I'll live to make it better
So let's rise up, pack up our belongings
And walk away
Leave this modern slavery behind
Rise up, pack up our belongings
And leave today
Do you think that we are fucking blind?
They're elitist nazi bankers
They never will show mercy
Our economy runs on money
That's fiat currency
Your enterprises don't scare me
and I'll NEVER WORK FOR YOUR COMPANY
If you wear ties, then you tell lies for a living
In your eyes, there's a twinkle for making money that I despise
And you can't bribe with money to the wise
So we're going to
Rise up pack up our belongings and walk away
Leave his modern slavery behind
Rise up pack our belongings and leave today
Do you think that we are fucking blind?
We will build something new ourselves
Something much better
Just you wait and see...
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So we're going to
Rise up pack up our belongings and walk away
Leave his modern slavery behind
Rise up pack our belongings and leave today
Do you think that we are fucking blind?
We will build something new ourselves
Something much better
Just you wait and see...
JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE!
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12. |
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$ob Zombie:
yea I'm losing my mind but it's all in my head
yea i act like I'm fine but im already dead
i don’t need friends
i need a benz
yea i just want blue strips show the world how i do it
Trapson:
girl you got me high im thinking bout you tonight
tossing in my sleep i got you stuck on my mind
i can't watch you leave watch you turn that back
looking at the time like its all i have
im a freak though i can't see yeah im a geek yeah
i just wanna hit my peak i can't stop thinking bout you
you're the one i need
if shawty got me trippin think she caught me in a dream
$ky Yung:
tell me pretty lies lets get caught up in the past
i don’t want your time i want the words you never said
every time im high i see these demons in my head
running out of time but i can't wait for it to end
love is toxic
everything you said and you did i just washed it
from my head and i drain you with the toxins
feeling dead in my bed i just lost it
drowning in a dream with a bean in the cockpit
i don’t wanna see, wanna breathe, wanna watch it
i just wanna be with my team when we on shit
smoking weed in the trees in the tropics
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ANISE:
every fucking day
i wake up to this fucking game,
no matter what i try
it'll never fucking change,
i want out
of this fucking place,
i need out of
this fucking maze.
GRINNLAU:
what world holds us?
this world kills us.
we're all captains,
drowning with no help.
fucking others over,
death to the other,
all together
we go under
A FILLER KID:
self-destruction,
self-desertion,
i don't know how to be
a fucking person.
this place is a desert —
its critics, its mirrors
life at the end of empire,
there’s no fucking future here.
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This is where I want to be,
This is where I feel alright -
Caught up in our extremities.
Trying to be something we can’t be,
another light.
i'm feeling uneasy
i'm feeling uneasy
coughing up
a wasted dream,
internalized anxiety
i haven't slept in 3 fucking days
insomnia’s hard to fake,
but i’m doing a damn good job of it
attentat!
attentat!
staring // blankly at at a screen,
through a haze of smoke // and force-fed meaning.
cynical // unlivable
my attitude, won’t kill them all
wasted my life, waiting for the fall
its not fun anymore,
cynical // unlivable
wasted my life, waiting for the fall
attentat!
attentat!
break the spell of passive compliance //
give me more than symbolic defiance //
hit them where it hurts, the pockets of tyrants //
there is no peace, embrace the violence.
attentat!
attentat!
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16. |
$KY YUNG - Fake Luv ;(
01:06
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i could see the fake love when i walk in
i could see the fake guns when they flossin
i could see the fake drugs when they talkin
wasn't shit a year ago but now i'm buzzin
didn't love me then but now i'm something
thought i couldn't win and now i'm stunting
broken heart inside my chest i can't feel nothing
popping pills inside my head i can't feel nothing
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17. |
FILLER - Stuck Again
02:41
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Clinging routine, split the cracked window
where nicotine speaks, you already know.
The itching burned clean, doesn’t fill ya up
when the roof collapsed, you already know.
Obligatory introspection, inflammatory misconception,
channeling our misdirection, you already know.
Remember how those first weeks felt,
learning to cope with the hand you’ve been dealt.
You already know.
We’ll talk about how we can never sleep,
share hollow words and common dreams,
laugh it off, we’re so cliche -
empty gestures, the sweet smell of decay.
Here take this pill and be just like me,
stoned on my couch and watching tv,
I'll tell you exactly watcha wanna be,
when living aint an option, prescribe some apathy.
I’m stuck here, stuck dreaming
Of a life filled with meaning
That feeling, the sinking
Left vacant, unblinking
this spectacle left in my place,
my anger, my guilt, my love all displaced
But self-hate is the inversion
of just rage, a diversion
My ideas are stolen,
but I want to do more than,
parrot some old cliches
About revolution
And better days
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18. |
STILL BODY - 1X1
02:06
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When I met you // we were // sitting on the green couch // in my living room // 4AM woodpeckers // mourning doves // outside my window // your eyes were closed // my nose cupped // in my hands // & all you said // was why don't you just come to bed? // & I said through the cracks in my fingers // I don't want tomorrow // to come // I'd rather pull my teeth out 1X1.
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