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lets roll
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well take warning. cause weve lost the war, no these kids dont know what they're fighting for. and as time goes by i see it more and more, a scene as useless as not being poor. cause they feed you lies with technological games and steal your mind and the time of the day. and from the god damn screen you cant pull away until you comment or hashtag or respond when they say. its bullshit, its bullshit. your fucking full of shit, its bullshit your energy's gone. to another dimension as these cards divide into walls. the flags of war will call anti fascist, and the fascist will duel and fall into civil war in the streets with prison gangs with cartel keys. domestic terror and violence, as the white house burns. its just as inevitable as a syndicalism in every system that folds the power structure through the masses taking control....come on lets roll!, come on lets roll!, come on lets roll?
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wake up, without an alarm. drinking coffee while pat tells me to swallow less pills.. responsibility ringing in my ears? i smog it out with more nicotine. smoke fills my lungs and the bottles rattle out, my overdoses and i wonder out loud? just what im doing using welfare for rent, and not weed and booze...going to school planning a future, that will drown me of whats left of my youth. cause im not working class im gutter crust mud and booze....but im still working on telling the truth.
wake up without an alarm......
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folk punk anarchy broke my heart, the truth is that it smells like queefs and farts while the adolescents and descendants make my life less hard. and punks not dead it just got shot in the head stuck syringes in its arm and forgot how to live. a faction is far from just. and justice is far from truth. and truth is far from righteousness...so fuck you to, cause communism sucks as soon as fascism takes root and the worlds a bunch of pimple popping imbeciles like me and you. and poetry is dead, and mickey mouse is to. crass has played itself out and everything else is still playing true?
fuck you to, fuck you to, fuck you to
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stuck inside this prison cell theres nothing like waiting for a long overdue conversation. the contemplation of broken dreams, and yeah i feel like shit now about everything. just like a punch in the gut you already saw coming. like a never ending anxious filled panic attack without no pills. ....i hate love more each and every fucking holiday, i hate love more each and every holiday. and i dont know what to do now with the chance to start a different future, still terrified my past will lead me off the cliff. no i dont know what to do now with the prospect of the present in a world that will leave you on the side of the street bleeding dying from a rig. i guess im just played out, but i hadnt thought about relapsing since the last time i felt this jaded and close to heartsick
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dreaming on a prayer
01:59
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if loves a drug then the needles in the vein of this track mark covered soul, and the poisons in the syringe even after the rig has been rinsed just like an abscess lacks any self control. so im dreaming on a prayer of living on parole, cause no papers have been served and everyday its rock n roll, so yeah if my heart stops bleeding thats because its bleeding dry sitting and praying to the sky watching the days pass by. so if theres any hope for a tomorrow its in the hope inside of today, and if in the hell you wallow it tightens the noose inside the cage!
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anxiety through the roof ive been breaking my head for days....days
no solution to my problem im just a rat stuck in a cage...cage
and if all humans are fucking garbage why wont my stress just fade away...fade away...cause im rude sick lost and fucking psycho and all my rage makes me insane....insane, when the whip gets snapped. it never ceases to amaze me, how much i hate my fucking self its nothing but short of amazing, cause i need some fucking help but im afraid no help is ever coming and if jesus doesn't save well then i still believe in nothing
when all the shelters close their doors, all the friends you had become your foes. has the institution of prisonization become something more than acceptable?....acceptable? as i pace this cell in circles three steps forward and three steps back.....three steps forward three steps back. if theres a chance at so called freedom why is it always like a code that cant be cracked, when the whip gets snapped? when the whip gets snapped
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life's got me dreaming about hopping a train, and flying a sign out in Memphis; sitting in this cage.... listening to the whistling freight nola's only about eight hours away, is my release coming in years or days? ive walked in so many circles the concrete is wearing away. but my minds seen better days either way im going fucking insane and the fact of the matter is theres nothing left to say about this hypothetical maze of some redemption or just more pain, or just more pain? and it seems this locked up shit is fucking getting to me as i dream of better days, the worlds all but forgotten. and ive forgotten all about fate and seems this locked up shit is getting to me, it seems this locked up shit is fucking getting to me. as i dream of better days, cause the worlds all but forgotten and ive forgotten all about fate....
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dont know why im still searching your one page letter, for answers that arent there to take away all of my rage and despair. i dont know why i still care, half hoping youll write another one page fucking letter to redeem me of my broken heart. yeah you think i would have learned by now that all we are is foolish yeah you think ida listened to my gut that always farts. but i guess theres nowhere left to run i finally reached a future that i swore was never there. got no addictions left to give me bad excuses for swallowing pills and buying beer. finally reached the future i swore was never there, guess theres nowhere left to run from here. got no addictions left to give me bad excuses for buying beer. but i think im more lost now than ive ever been before and i dont know what to do now with this damn mini guitar. a song of salvations so fucking bittersweet ive never had a life before with a perspective of not drowning in damnation, feels like its make or break! tho i dont know what to do now with this overwhelming misery, but i guess i wouldnt know what to do either if i was fucking happy. and i dont think your ever coming back from rockford, if indeed thats where your even going. but ill make believe a few more weeks.
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once again lifes left me stranded all alone, yeah once again i havent got a clue what could have been left undone. im sick with something between empathy and apathy and the last thing in the world that helps is probably to eat or sleep, and the last thing in the world.....is probably what i need. no im not afraid im far more terrified, cause im lost and gone even tho im back where im from. lifes left me stranded if i only had one, if i only had one? if i only had one? like im sucked into a whirlwind of confusion, any confidence i lack. its like ive fallen into a damn abyss, and the void is my only consciousness.....and im making a mess looking into the darkness, cause i always stumble but watch my step. all i wants just a way out but the only light i see is death. but my thoughts dont carry much clout.
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VIVA FREEDOM!!!
03:15
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yeah all we wanna do is cum. yeah all we we ever do is run, and every morning we wake up[ cursing the sun} everyone just wants to get along, and there aint nothing wrong with another unity song. but theres something wrong with the scene, when nobody even sings....cause all we wanna do is have some fun and all of us want to see the police turn around and run so viva revolution viva freedom, cause all we see is the prison system! cause you cant win a war locked inside a cage, and it dont take a cell to lock your brain away. were not free were numbers on a grid and will always be, so fuck the system! fuck all gods masters and laws and fuck you to while you fuck yourself were just a fungus spread among us, like friction, and sniffing glue
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devastated
02:03
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you left me fucked up in the head when you said you were going back to Illinois, you left me fucked up in the heart inside a cell wanting to get hi. you left me fucked up in my thoughts of missing you and wondering why, cause in 5 more days id be out of the pen and you wont be anywhere in sight. and i guess i shouldnt be so devastated, im afraid im going backwards again, im afraid im devastated devastated and there aint no freedom from this depression. i left you homeless broken down on the side of the road in a state youd never been, i left you stranded crying streams of tears when them handcuffs did me in, i left you vulnerable with a broken heart all alone without a wish and for that i am a bastard who would just do it all again. and i shouldnt be so devastated, afraid im going backwards again. afraid im devastated yeah devastated and there aint no freedom from this depression....
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