1. |
Total Disgrace
03:06
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You waste, disgrace,
cash in on catchphrase
Big talk, Small man,
Got a face like a garbage can
What would it take to wake all these people up
Skinned to the bone, blood fills your filthy cup
Disgraceful Politicians, Burned by social attrition
And they all sound the fucking same
No peaceful resolution, line up for execution
As we raise up the guillotine
Times up, You fucks,
you shit it out, they eat it up
Good talk, Lots learned
Appreciate the fake concern
How old was I when I realized what’s wrong
How deep trench how deep the lies belong
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2. |
Their Touch
02:45
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What would you bet? They’re listening to me
None should forget. The lie that we’re free
The web that they weave we’re under control
They said that we need somewhere safer to go
And Now, They’re dragging us down
So pull yourself up, or get lost in the crowd
dragging us down!
Give it away, then drive up the price
Strip it away and then force us to sacrifice
Holding us down, keeping us close
infecting ours minds when we need it the mo
Too much, Too late
Their touch, your hate
adds up, now hold
your hands, and fold
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3. |
The Broken
02:58
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Lets get this off our chests
You hang around our necks
Our only move,remove the growths that made this fucking mess
You shit on where we eat our schools, our health is weak
the is air thin, the future grim, all built on their deceit
We are already Broken We are starting to flee
Now that we are chokin we may never be free
You think that it’s severe? This unseen brink is near.
But you pretend, suspend belief and buy the thin veneer
But i won’t be mislead
This country needs you dead
You stand in way, decay the truth until the blood is shed
going in circles, we’re going insane
your children will rise up with growing disdain
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4. |
Get Out
03:33
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locked in chains
we entertain
your every whim
your every pain
we live to serve
endless support
a massive nerve
pensive retort
break down these walls and tear this shit back to the stone
remove the fat and grind these fucks back to the bone
And everybody in power vacate their seat
And Even If you got a little control concede
And Nobody trusts how these fools get to be
These thrones, outta control, hit the streets
your deadened eyes
your crooked look
Lets cut you up
spoon-fed the book
twisted at birth
poisoned at school
the only one
to act a fool
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Beartaker Hamilton, Ontario
Guitar/Vocals: Jeremy Widerman
Drums/Vocals:
Theo McKibbon
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