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Self Fulfilling Prophecy
02:37
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I hoped I’d never be back here
10 years in, I thought we were in the clear
But I always said anything can end at any time
And now here we are, thanks for proving me right
Now I have to fucking start all over, on my own, all alone
Back at square one but a decade older, and I’m fucking tired
Isolated myself, and so solitude I got
I swear I’m ok, so why is my stomach in knots?
I’m not devastated, just in despair because I know
that no one really cares
Still, I didn’t let it break me, I couldn’t let another emotionally drain me
I’ll have to be okay with this, go it alone, no choice but to embrace it
I kept myself mentally prepared for any situation, nothing is stable
You can’t trust anyone but yourself
So now that this time has come, I’m not completely surprised
You threw it away, you threw it away
Maybe I’ve put up walls, but now I see it was for good reason
I guess I was right to guard my freedom
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2. |
Desert
01:48
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They want to know, “what’s wrong?” I want to know, “what’s right?”
If things weren’t bleak enough, it’s about to get much worse
How can I even function with this information? How?
I won’t give up, but let’s be honest, it’s far too late
Do we hope for the best and keep on planning our futures?
Or assume the worst and make adjustments accordingly?
How can I care about anything else? How can I?
So many choices have been stripped from us (false choices)
What it means to truly be a human being, I’ll never really know
This failed experiment will be the death of us, but we refuse to desert it
Our addiction makes us irrational, we embrace this spectacle
It has left us mere detached empty shells. And you still say it’s worth it?
Fuck your objectivist notion of “progress.”
Your supremacist views have sealed our doom
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3. |
Where We Stand
01:53
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You avoid the subject of class,
you show no solidarity with the poor, the underclass
We make excuses like it’s alright,
while others have no control of their own lives
Heartless, you’re everything that’s wrong with the world
Insatiable greed, more than you’ll ever need
Even if it means leaving others to starve or freeze
Knowing full well you have the means to end so much suffering
Entirely corrupted by power and wealth
It fazes you not, what are the true costs?
Your existence is an abomination, there’s no justifiable reason
That anyone should hoard this much, I have nothing but pure disgust
For you and all your kind:
the modern-day slave drivers, CEO’s of multinational corporations
Those who profit off the destruction of the forests and seas;
Off the devastation of indigenous land;
off laborers without livable wages;
Off the extinction of all the species whose homes you annihilate, while you also create Toxic air and water,
and cause human and animal slaughter
You only care about individual gain, fuck communal good
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4. |
Cope
01:25
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Who ever called it “limiting myself”
just because I don’t want to depend on a crutch?
To the spectrum of emotions, I won’t make myself numb
I am of this world, I’ll take on what will come
And yeah, I know that life fucking sucks,
but everything we need to cope is within us
We struggle enough so don’t waste your time.
You’re worth too much to waste your mind
Can you imagine your life without it now?
How will you interact? How will you relax?
How will you sleep at night? Can you live through clear eyes?
This shit destroys lives.
This is what people do in times of desperation, weakness and insecurity
It’s not fucking funny. It’s really quite sad.
This is what people do when they have no options, no hope.
Cope
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5. |
Rather Be Alone
01:58
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You say I worry too much, I over-think things just a touch, well I think…
You can analyze me, and tell me what you think I need
To be more socially acceptable, well I don’t see the appeal
So this is who I am and I reject your standards
I never cared to fit in with your vapid friends
I’d rather be alone than subject myself to your so-called “fun”
You need it to have a good time but I won’t trick my mind, live a lie
I won’t try to pretend because there’s no one I need to impress
You just want to escape and always feel ok
But that’s a fantasy, who ever told you that life was easy?
I still feel pain but I’ve seen what people do to get a fix to make it go away
And all the extra struggles that creates, no fucking thanks!
I’d rather be by myself
I value genuine bonds but this substitute drug-culture offers can’t satisfy
It’s more alienating to be around than it is to be by myself
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6. |
Stay True
01:36
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I’m done comparing myself, always putting myself down
I’m done feeling like I’m doing it all wrong.
I don’t need, don’t need their approval.
Who even set this “norm” and why should I care?
Why am I letting arbitrary roles make me feel shitty about who I am?
I’m staying true, I have fucking values, even if it seems strange to you
I still reject what this culture offers, I don’t want it, I never did
It’s not even a matter of resisting, because it’s utterly repulsive
I’ll never be so out of touch that I’d convince myself that “things aren’t so bad”
So-called “success” has no appeal to me, consumerism makes me feel empty
No real choice but wage slavery just to exist is still my idea of hell
I hate our dependence on exploitation
of the land, the animals, and ourselves…
Patriarchal beauty standards still oppress,
“buying in” is merely compliance
These things I still believe, even if it means living outside society’s shit
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7. |
Disposable
02:16
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Your desperation to maintain your facade is fucking sad
You think you’ve “done the work,” that you’ve come so far
But you’re still using and abusing, but it’s just people now
You can blame a user, but what’s your excuse when you’re sober?
go ahead and deny your role. Have others, have others lie for you
But I’ve seen the truth and it’s despicable
Every time you fuck up, you conveniently forget
But, oh, we remember this repeated behavior
You’re surrounded by enablers, impressionable yes-men
You erase our contributions. We’re disposable tools to feed your ego
Charismatically, you lied through your teeth
How fake can you be? The word “sell-out” fits perfectly
Image is everything to you. Ask me to sell myself
I don’t want to be “marketable,” I’ll break all your fucking “rules”
I hope your pathetic attempts for “maximum exposure”
Boost your self-esteem and give you validation you so badly need
Your music is soulless. I guess we’re all interchangeable?
Your desperation to maintain your facade is sad
Sell-out, faker, liar, manipulator
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8. |
Vanish
02:42
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Came out of nowhere, no roots to ground you
Such easy access to things that were once secret
You show no interest in the history
Of this community that means so much to me
You act as though you’re an authority
Such strong opinions for such a tourist
Your voice reaches the masses but you don’t know shit
I try not to alienate but you won’t hesitate
To jump to conclusions with no regard for whom it ruins
Maybe your arrogance is just insecurity
I try to have an open mind but you’re just wasting my time
People like you, they come and go
Just disappear without a single care
Just another phase, your trends interchange
For such a big mouth, you’ve got nothing to say
You’re so quick to judge what you know nothing about
If this means nothing to you, tell me why… why are you even here?
I found my voice here, I faced my fears here
We made a space here in a world where we don’t belong
How dare you try to erase that
Because you won’t bother to put in any of the work
What’s wrong with you? You get out what you put in
I’m sorry you can’t see what this scene can be
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9. |
Listen
02:39
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We are not in competition.
Understanding each other shouldn’t feel like a threat
Denial of the reality that others have to face
Confident in your beliefs that conveniently keep you at peace
You’ve got it so backward, I can’t tell what side you’re on
Your refusal to acknowledge
that maybe things aren’t as simple as they seem
It’s bigger than a fringe group of ignorant, hateful bigots
You act as though decades of systematic disenfranchisement had no real effects
As though media played no role in shaping a culture at large
“Conditioned from the start and controlled from all directions,”
instilling in us ideals, biases, and norms
Passively accepting a specific worldview,
programming our minds in our very own homes
You say there’s no problem, or that addressing one makes it worse
I say it must be nice to be so complacent that you can’t even see
How many times have I had this conversation?
Are you just not listening?
It’s not your fault but that doesn’t mean you don’t benefit. Maybe deep down, you’re ok with it?
Socialized to believe the subjugation of certain people is necessary
To maintain the social order and the dominant class’ comfort
How many times have I had this conversation?
Are you just not listening?
It must be nice to be so complacent that you can’t even see
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10. |
All We've Got
00:40
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We’ve all been burned, patience wears thin
Try to protect ourselves, guard our emotions
And yes, a big “fuck you” to those who abuse
But we need to be real with the ones who are true
Because the only thing that prevents despair
is knowing that our friends will be there
Listen to each other, it’s how we grow
and challenge what we think we know
In the end, we’re all we’ve got.
Drop your fucking ego, bring each other up!
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11. |
Something Real
02:35
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Back then I still had hope, back then there was still time
We thought we could fight this if we were serious
Thought we could walk away from a culture of decay
Thought these bonds were strong, but I was fucking wrong
Now it feels… almost like a joke
Now it feels… like I’m completely on my own
I still… want something more
I’m still… holding on
With the realization that this civilization
Will let the machines run all life into extinction
Who will be by your side? Are we all alone in this life?
Is this just a scene? What about real community?
When everything comes crumbling, where will we all be?
What we will face in our lifetimes is some next level shit
But everyone’s still pretending like nothing is happening...
but it scares the shit out of me
I finally understand why they throw up their hands
Why they turn their backs and let their minds relax
But can we try again? Bring back the passion?
I want something real. Let’s make something real.
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