1. |
NO FACES
03:04
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Don’t be quiet, don’t be quaint
Because there is no time to waste
All these hateful motherfuckers want to shoot us in the face
Are we living in the end?
Is the way we’re fighting dead?
Can you preach about non-violence with a bullet in your head?
Do you want to see the truth,
Or just stay in, where it’s safe?
Do you want to fight the problem,
Or just pass around the blame?
Will the future generations know how bravely you fought?
Will a grave marked “coward” be the spot where you rot?
Wish I could say I don’t believe
The carnage my eyes are showing me
But I fall back on wiser words than mine,
“When someone shows you who they are,
Believe them the first time.”
It’s real. It’s true.
They’re coming after you,
And you’d better start fighting, or you’re gonna die, too.
Don’t be passive, they’re aggressive
And they don’t fight clean,
And there are bigger fucking problems than your punk rock scene
Do you care about the world,
Or just what you have at stake?
Are you really that scared of being called a “snowflake”?
Fight next to me and we’ll fight back
Because enough of us is an avalanche.
Wish I could say I don’t believe
The carnage my eyes are showing me
But I fall back on wiser words than mine,
“When someone shows you who they are,
Believe them the first time.”
I am the world’s forgotten peace.
Everything explained to me was a lie.
But I can see the truth in their eyes.
Can you see what mine show me?
Will you let yourself believe tonight?
Because I believe in you and I.
Wish I could say I don’t believe
The carnage my eyes are showing me
But I fall back on wiser words than mine,
“When someone shows you who they are,
Believe them the first time.”
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2. |
#GENDERPARTY
03:58
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I've got a genuine urge to fuck shit up tonight
For once, the bravado feels alright
I've earned the right to celebrate myself
And if you've got something to say, then go to hell
If you came to party, sing it
If you're proud of who you are, sing it
All the old school wingnuts hate it,
So sing out and embrace it
If your soul don't need a box, sing it
I'm never gonna be what you want me to be
I'd rather spit in your face than die to agree
My life, my decisions, fuck your definition
Fucking with your idea of a woman is so much fun
If you came to party, sing it
If you're proud of who you are, sing it
All the old school wingnuts hate it,
So sing out and embrace it
If your soul don't need a box, sing it
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck what you think
Because this song ain't for you,
This one's for me
Fuck, fuck, fuck your hate
You can't fucking hurt me
Fuck, fuck, fuck your binary way of thinking
If you came to party, sing it
If you're proud of who you are, sing it
All the old school wingnuts hate it,
So sing out and embrace it
If your soul don't need a box, sing it
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3. |
KILL THE NAZI NEXT DOOR
04:52
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This world ain't big enough for you
No one cares if your skin is pasty and your eyes are blue
You're so fragile and irrelevant and you ain't even got a clue
You're a joke that you don't get and we're all laughing at you
I hear your bullshit battle cries
I see right through your fucking lies
I will not rest until your pride dies
I'm the thorn in your side
The stick in your eye
I'm queer as fuck and I will eat you alive
I've seen your kind back in school in another life
A good-looking brown kid made off with the girl you liked
So you bought a Fred Perry and started beating on your chest
Now you're screaming "blood and soil"
While your mom begs you to give it a rest
I hear your bullshit battle cries
I see right through your fucking lies
I will not rest until your pride dies
I'm the thorn in your side
The stick in your eye
I'm queer as fuck and I will eat you alive
Nobody cares about your white identity
You're pathetic if that's all you can achieve
Nobody cares about your bloodline or your faith
You're a sad little racist waste of space
What made you think that we would give you room to hate?
What made you think that you had anything to say?
You are a dying breed, and this is your final hour
And I will find you in the places that you cower
I hear your bullshit battle cries
I see right through your fucking lies
I will not rest until your pride dies
I'm the thorn in your side
The stick in your eye
I'm queer as fuck and I will eat you alive
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4. |
SISTER KNIFE
04:27
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Well, what we got here is the same old fucking same
A bunch of cis white boys without a damn thing to say
Screaming onstage because they can't seem to get laid
While the queer kids are all out smashing the state
Hey, baby, lay it on the table
Is this really the hill that you're dying for?
Say anything you want, but it's all been done before
Is it lonely at the top of the class war?
Can't see what you've got until it gets taken away
And I'll never be killed for my color or my name
But I used to get work, now the jobs turn me away
And I can't walk alone without the fear of getting raped
Hey, baby, lay it on the table
Is this really the hill that you're dying for?
Say anything you want, but it's all been done before
Is it lonely at the top of the class war?
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5. |
CONTEXT
04:35
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Maybe I shouldn't see you now
I don't want to forget, I don't know the context
Maybe I should go sleep it off
And think real hard about my words
And gather up my nerve
Tonight is our night
I'll play anything you like
I can't breathe, but it's alright
I've been stopped dead in your eyes
I surrender
Starting to care less all the time
Where I draw the line
Could I tell the truth tonight?
I've got to say what I've got to say
I only want just what you want
Is this context good enough?
Tonight is our night
I'll play anything you like
I can't breathe, but it's alright
I've been stopped dead in your eyes
I surrender
And you can tell them all
That this is your song
I hope you scream it at the top of your lungs.
<3
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