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Halted construction zone
Hotwired a backhoe
Cell tower taken out from below
The reign of the vigilante begins
Truckload of leaded gas
Surgical gloves and mask
Stolen employee credential badge
The reign of the vigilante begins
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44 BOMBER JACKET
01:37
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The kids in a two parent state
Content to play favorites and supplicate
And long for the glory days
And act like a false knight of hope didn’t pave the way
Gaza - 500 children dead, hospitals bombed
Billions in weapons to SAAF - while Yemenis starve
Unmanned aerial gunships snuffing out innocent lives
And meanwhile back on the homefront
Thousands of families torn apart
Ripped from their lives and deported
A typical legacy of abuse
From Clinton to Bolton
Here’s your Nobel Prize
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2039
01:25
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Opposition relegated to ghettos
No vote for a violent felon
Entrance to the ivory pipeline closed for repairs
Kids thrown into a lottery while granddad’s wages go to armored poachers
Daddy works for the racist machine
Baby boy made the Ivy League
Europium lights an unblemished face
As he tweets about “who needs a gun?”
And the sun sets again over Fred Hampton’s grave
Who do you blame?
What’s the property value on somewhere you can feel safe to ignore the other sycophants steeping in shame
Catch you in 2039
New files declassified
You’ll be covering your children’s eyes
The only safety you prioritized
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PERMANENT SUNDOWN
00:38
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Cockroaches silently make the rounds
Under the twisted husk of an office park
And disappear into an ocean of rubble
Black from the ash in a permanent sundown
And all that can be heard
Through the frigid darkness
Are the chattering teeth
Of an unwanted god
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PLANNED OBSOLESCENCE
03:19
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A victim bemoaning the stepping on heads
You gather your footing and start the ascent
On the backs of young miners you type up your rant
To pay your apartment that drives up the rent
I hope that in heaven we’re grandfathered in
Cuz no IRA can atone for these sins
No ethical consumption for the dim
You’re lucky it’s so easy to hate yourself
After you take what you want from everyone else
I hope that in heaven we’re grandfathered in
Cuz no living trust can atone for these sins
No ethical consumption for the dim
You’re lucky it’s so easy to hate yourself
After you take what you want from everybody else
Save your breath
You made the beds they’re lying in
Side with death
Motherfuckers
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