1. |
Lasting Ordeal
01:37
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Daughters and sons
Of the ones who were kept
Designated as a threat
Implicit bias
The doctrine has been set
Stress of danger consumes my body at every wake
Fate is what I fear
It’s a lasting ordeal
The azure man I fear
It’s a lasting ordeal
Caught in the throes of a life so self-defeating, knowing I’m destined to lose
Turn the cheek , flash the scars
Hatred manifests to bring me harm
How do I fight
How do I win
How do I live when existence itself is sin
Fate is what I fear
It’s a lasting ordeal
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2. |
Wealth Hoarders
01:29
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Look at the disparities
The way they live
Selfish few get what they want
And never give
Enabling the fascist
Pardoning their actions
Belittle the struggle
It’s only a fraction
Money eyed and apathetic
Wealth hoarders are so pathetic
All they do is scheme for more and more
Wealth hoarders
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3. |
Can you run?
02:03
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Look Back
Figure in the alley way
Following you for a couple blocks
Too Slow
Rag drenched in chloroform
Disappearance is the norm
Gone, Lost
Family is still searching
Pleading to the public eye
No Pulse
Mutilated body
Beyond recognition
Tell me little girl
Can you run?
Broken door, shattered glass
Evidence of a struggle
Bashed in head, now her body’s laying in a puddle
Worse if you’re of color
Then you get no recognition
Shallow grave or thousand miles away
Is what awaits
Sold off
Victim of sex trafficking
Degrading acts against the will
Used, abused
Tell me little girl
Can you run?
Broken door, shattered glass, evidence of force entry
Stood her ground, he’s never going to see a penitentiary
Pulled the trigger, shot him down, then he passed away
Her fight or flight response
Is why she lives to see another day
Tell me little girl, can you run?
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4. |
Standards
01:38
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Self hate at an early age to the point it comes natural
Figure in the mirror points and laughs at your misfortune
Claiming the notion that you weigh no true importance
Don’t suscribe to their euro centric
Standards of beauty
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5. |
High Functioning
02:15
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Anxiety sets in
In an instant
Always asking why
God made me different
High functioning
The subject I focus
Hyper fixation
At the mercy of others
And their inclinations
High functioning
Humbled in sorrow
Rejoiced in uniqueness
Tagged to my name
Aspergers, my weakness
Enduring the absence
Of social interactions
Solitary is better than
The pain of detachment
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Leo - Vocals
Jake - Guitar
Christian - Percussions
Sergio - Guitar
Alex - Bass
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