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KILL
02:34
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KILL THE ALT RIGHT YOU SEE
THEY DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOU OR ME
SO KILL THE ALT RIGHT YOU SEE
THEY'RE ENDORSED BY YOUR LANDLORDS AND YOUR BOSS
THEY ALREADY HAVE YOUR LIFE SOON THEY WILL TAKE ALL YOU'VE GOT
THEY'RE ENDORSED BY THE PEOPLE AT THE TOP
ABSENT OF REGRET THEY'LL KILL YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS
IF YOU'RE NOT WHITE OR STRAY FROM THE NORM
SUPPRESSION OF THE WEAK AND YOUR FREEDOM OF SPEECH
IF YOU'RE UNABLE TO CONFORM
NO MATTER THE COLOR THAT YOU'RE BORN
THEY'RE NOT WORTH THE PAIN THAT YOU TAKE
THEY'RE NOT EVEN WORTH A BRICK TO THEIR MOTHERFUCKING FACE
SO KILL THE ALT RIGHT SEE
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POLICE
02:42
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I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT A LANDLORD
I COULD GIVE A FUCK ABOUT A DOLLAR
ALL YOU CARE ABOUT ARE SURPLUS VALUES
I CAN'T EVEN AFFORD TO SEE MY DOCTOR
THERE'S BEEN A PAIN INSIDE ALL OF MY HEART VALVES
IT'S BEEN GOING ON FOR OVER A FEW WEEKS NOW
IT'S COMING FROM THE PAIN OF NEVER KNOWING
IF YOU CAN STILL FIND IT IN YOU TO SHOUT IT OUT LOUD
FUCK THE POLICE
THOSE CLASS TRAITORS WILL WISH THEY'D NEVER BEEN BORN
IF YOU'VE GOTTA A PROBLEM FUCKING SHOW ME
WHAT THEY'VE EVER DONE TO HELP THE POOR
I COULD CARE LESS IF YOU THINK I'M NAIVE
CUZ YOU'RE THE ONE WHOSE OUT HERE LOOKING STUPID
RICHARD SPENCER HAIRCUT AND A GOATTEE
I'LL WIPE THAT FUCKING GRIN OFF WITH AN ELBOW
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LONESOME
02:12
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lyrics by johnny cash
"so doggone lonesome"
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DANGEROUS
02:12
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I WAS BORN IN A DARKENED SKIN
THAT CAN'T BE TRUSTED
THEIR EYES PRY, I CAN'T DENY
I'M NOT SUSPICIOUS
BUT AM I ANY DIFFERENT
THAN THE HOUSE ACROSS THE STREET FROM ME
HAPPY WHITE FACES
CONCEALING THE TEARS AND THE SEAMS
CAN'T SEE WHAT THEY MEAN WHEN THEY CALL ME DANGEROUS
THEY FOUND STRIFE IN A "BETTER" LIFE
THEIR COUNTRY TURNED IT'S BACK ON THEM
HOW CAN YOU FIND THE NERVE TO USE THE GOOD WORD TO FIND A REASON THAT THEY'RE DAMNED
ARE THEY ANY DIFFERENT THAN THE HOUSE
ACROSS THE STREET FROM ME
INNOCENT WHITE FACES,
SHOOTING PROBLEMS IN THEIR SCHOOLS
I CAN'T SEE WHAT THEY MEAN WHEN THEY CALL ME DANGEROUS
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5. |
BROKE
02:09
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GOT A BAG OF BEANS
GOT A BAG OF RICE
GIMME 30 MINUTES
ITS MY DINNER FOR THE NIGHT
STAYING OUT PAST 4
PISSING IN A JAR
POUR IT OUT THE WINDOW
WHILE YOU WATCH FOR PASSING CARS
THE SINK GOT BACKED UP AGAIN
EAT MY LEFTOVERS IN THE FRIDGE
IT'S ONLY BEEN ABOUT TWO WEEKS
AND IT SHOULD BE FRESH ENOUGH TO EAT
PICKING FRUIT FROM TREES
STEALING BOOKS BY 5
CATCH THE COUNTY BUS
IT'S THE RTA ROUTE 9
BURNING IN MY CHEST
BURNING IN MY SIDE
SMOKING AND I'M DRINKING
BUT RIGHT NOW I'M DOING FINE
WHAT'S MONEY HONEY WE GOT TIME TO LEND
YOU GOTTA SPEND SOME MORE JUST TO SPEND
IT'S FINE HERE WITH NOTHING LEFT TO DO
AS LONG AS I DO NOTHING WITH YOU
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HEART
02:24
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WAS YOUR BOSS EVER A DICK ENOUGH
TO ASK YOU HOW YOU FEEL
THEN ASK YOU FOR A DOUBLE DESPITE
YOUR WHOLE FUCKIN SCHPEEL
YOU TELL YOURSELF YOU NEED THE CASH
BUT IN THE END IT'S ALL STILL SPENT
ON THE BILLS YOU PUSH AWAY AND WHAT
CONSTITUTES AS RENT
ANOTHER 1000 DOWN THE DRAIN PUT YOUR
DREAMS IN THE BACKSEAT
CUZ THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO EAT
YOU'RE GETTING DRUNK AT EVERY CHANCE
ALL THE MONEY'S SPENT ON BOOZE
YOUR BOSS CAN'T EVEN FIRE YOU
SO YOU GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
UNTIL IT IS THAT TIME YOU DRIVE HOME
JUST A BIT TOO DRUNK
YOU RAMMED YOUR CAR
INTO THAT GUYS TRUNK
I'M A BROKEN RECORD BABY SKIPPING
ALL OF THE BEST PARTS
"HE'S NOT THAT GREAT AT PLAYING, BUT
HE SURE HAS SOME HEART"
A HEART WON'T SAVE ME ON THE DAY THE
CANCER TAKES MY LUNGS
BUT AT LEAST I GOT TO SING MY FUCKING SONG
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DUMB
02:54
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HEY HEY MOTHERFUCKER HEARD YOU GET WITH GIRLS NOT QUITE 16
WHATS THE BIG IDEA MAN YOU'RE ALMOST 23
I KNOW YOU'LL FREAK AND TELL ME THAT "AGE DOES NOT EXIST"
BUT YOU'RE ONLY ONE STEP AWAY FROM BEING A CHILD RAPIST
HEY MOTHERFUCKER WHATS WITH THAT TATTOO ON YOUR ARM
IS IT YOUR ECONOMIC BELIEFS OR DO YOU MEAN ALL MY FOLKS HARM
DO YOU BELIEVE IN THE WHITE GENOCIDE IS THE WORLD AGAINST YOUR CAUSE
JUST REMEMBER THE COPS ALWAYS ENFORCE YOUR LAWS
MIDDLE FINGERS UP
EMPATHY DOWN LOW
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
IF YOU THINK YOU'RE COOL
HEY YOU FUCKIN WHITE KID I GET THE WORD IS IN A SONG
BUT 400+* YEARS OF RACISM STILL MAKES THAT SHIT SOUND WRONG
I KNOW YOU GOT THE VINYL AND YOU WENT TO ALL THEIR SHOWS
BUT YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT IT MEANS TO HAVE YOUR FAMILY SOLD
*I'M SPEAKING FROM THE LENS OF AN AMERICAN
I KNOW FULL WELL THAT SLAVERY HAS EXISTED FOR FAR LONGER THAN THAT AND STILL EXISTS TO THIS DAY
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CLEAN
04:46
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AS THE MOON, IT STARTS TO DIE
AND THE SUN LIGHTS UP THE SKY
I LOOK AT YOU IN YOUR ROOM
I ASK MYSELF IF THERE'S ANYTHING TO DO
IT STARTS TO HURT, WE START TO SCREAM
I WANNA WAKE UP IN MY DREAMS
BUT I STAY ASLEEP, I STAY INSIDE
HOPING FOR ANOTHER DRUG TO TAKE MY LIFE
YOU STILL CAN'T LOVE ME WHEN YOU'RE SOBER
AND YOU TRIED AND FAILED TO GET FREE
WHAT IS LEFT TO RECOVER
WHEN I'VE ALREADY GOTTEN CLEAN
IN MY MOUTH, I'M GROWING NUMB
YOUNG AND LOUD, SAD AND DUMB
I TRY TO SPEAK, BUT IT'S TOO LATE
FILL MY MOUTH, FILL MY BLOOD, NOVACAINE
I'M LINING IT UP TO FALL LIKE A PILE OF MISERY
WHAT'S THE POINT OF IT ALL IF IT'S ALL STILL KILLING ME
LOOKING FOR AN HONEST WAY OUT
I'M GETTING SO USED TO THIS TOWN
EVERYTHING UP MUST COME DOWN
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OXYCONTIN
02:42
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(I DON'T WANT THIS LIE TO WORK AND I DON'T THINK IT WILL THIS TIME
I DON'T WANT YOU TO LEAVE ME AND I DON'T WANT TO STAY HERE BUT I THINK THAT I'LL BE JUST FINE)
OXYCONTIN, YOU'RE MY FRIEND
I'LL LOVE YOU TILL I'M DEAD
IF I DIE HERE TOMORROW
WHAT KIND OF PAINKILLERS WILL YOU SEND
THESE DOCTORS DO NOT KNOW
WHAT'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR PAIN
THEY ALL TELL ME LIES
AS I DECIMATE MY VEINS
BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SHOULD DO ANYMORE
I'M RUNNING OUT OF OPTIONS TO EXPLORE
AH, FUCK
I LOVE YOU, OXYCONTIN
LOVE YOU TILL I'M DEAD
I'M LYING IN THE CORNER
FACEDOWN ON YOUR BED
BE SURE TO FLIP ME OVER,
MY HEAD FACING UPRIGHT
OR LEAVE ME AS YOU FOUND ME
I'LL DIE RIGHT BY YOUR SIDE
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10. |
LUPITA
04:02
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OH LUPITA, MY LUPITA
I KNOW THAT TIMES ARE TOUGH
I WISH THAT I COULD TALK TO YOU
BUT YOUR MOTOR'S RUNNING ROUGH
OH LUPITA, MY LUPITA
I'M SCARED I'M LOSING YOU
YOU TOOK A BEATING, YOUR LIFE IS FLEETING
YOU'LL BE LEAVING SOON
BUT THE WORK ISN'T WORTH IT
AND YOU'D SAY THE SAME OF ME
IT BROKE MY FUCKING HEART
AS THEY DROVE YOU FROM THE SCENE AND I KNOW YOU WOULDN'T BE THE SAME
THEY'D CHANG THAT HEART IF THEY TOUCHED THAT FRAME
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ABUSE
03:58
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YOU AIN'T LEAVIN ME WITH MUCH
JUST ANOTHER USELESS CRUTCH
TO KEEP ME GOIN ON THROUGH ANOTHER LOVELESS (LONELY) DAY
THEY SAY IT WAS MY FAULT
TO TRUST THOSE STONE BLACK FOGGY EYES
BUT WHO ELSE WAS TO KNOW THAT YOU COULD NOT EMPATHIZE (THOSE TRUTHS WERE LIES)
WE START TO SPIT OUR WORDS THEY HIT WE FEEL THE PAIN
AND THIS DEEP COLD HATE FALLING DOWN LIKE RAIN
I KNOW YOU SAID YOU'D ALWAYS LOVE ME BUT YOU LEFT ME IN THE DIRT
WITH A DARKENED HEART WHERE I HAD PLACED ALL OF MY WORTH
I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR
THE SHIT YOU PUT ME THROUGH
FOR WHAT OTHERS DO TO US I'M COPING IN SUCH AWFUL WAYS (GETTING DRUNK JUST TO END THE DAY)
THE TRAUMA SEEMS TO SILENCE US
THERE'S A GAP 'TWEEN ALL MY FRIENDS
I'VE BEEN SCREAMING FOR MY VOICE BEFORE MY TRAGIC END (FOR SOME LOVE, BEFORE THAT DAY YOU WIN)
SO I PUT MY HANDS UP AND SAY ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
YOUR POWER WASHES OVER ME SENDING ME OUT LIKE A FLOOD
I KNOW YOU SAID YOU'D ALWAYS LOVE ME BUT YOU LEFT ME IN THE DIRT
WITH A DARKENED HEART WHERE I HAD PLACED ALL OF MY WORTH
YOU ARE NOT A VICTIM
EVERY SCAR TELLS US SOME KIND OF TRUTH
I'M NOT GONNA ARGUE
I'LL BE STRONGER SOON DON'T ASK ABOUT MY WOUNDS
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12. |
CONTRABAND
03:34
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I LOVE CONTRABAND
I GOT NEEDLES IN MY DIRTY HANDS
I'M DRAINING MY BANK ACCOUNT
I HOPE I CAN FIGURE THIS ALL OUT
BEFORE YOU MEET ME IN THE MORNING LIGHT
IF THERE'S ONLY ONE THING THAT I'M SURE OF
IT'S THAT I HAVE NO HELP FROM ABOVE
IF THERE'S A GOD IN THE SKY
JUST GIVE ME AN ANSWER, PLEASE GOD WHY?
WHY I'M GLAD MY DEATH IS ALWAYS IN SIGHT
MY ARMS ARE TURNING BLACK AND BLUE
FROM THINKING ALL ABOUT YOU
THERE'S SOMETHING SWEET IN DARKNESS
THERE'S STRUGGLE BEING OUT IN THE LIGHT
BUT THAT RUSH IN MY BRAIN MAKES EVERYTHING
FEEL ALRIGHT
I GUESS I'M ALRIGHT
I'M TURNING BLACK AND BLUE
FROM THINKING ALL ABOUT YOU
THANK YOU
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stupid idiot from california living in new york who cant get a union job so please gimme money
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