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Endless Pain
01:07
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Watching the news will kill you
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2. |
Their New Aesthetic
02:06
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Data Mining
A felt sensation
Currency for
A generation
Instant click
Validation
Interpersonal
Degradation
Eye contact
No longer needed
Speaking skills
Now go unheeded
Living in an emulation
Digital manipulation
Data mining
Useful tool
Currency
For those who rule
Your info in
A database
Put next to
Your DNA
Fingerprint
Marks the spot
They monopolize
Your every thought
Inflated numbers
To make you feel
Validation
Though none is real
Data Mining
Quantifies
The value of
Your tortured life
Vibrations tell you
You must work harder
The Machine sends
A clear new order
You push your body until it fails
Machines prevail
The way you look
The way you talk
The way you feel
The way you walk
Calculate
Biometrics
So you can fit
Their new Aesthetic
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3. |
One in the Mirror
01:16
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I don't care about your sympathy
I don't care about your social needs
I don't care about the cards you're dealt
I don't care about your mental health
I don't care if you've been unheard
I don't care if you're misunderstood
I don't care about emotional scars
I don't give a fuck who you are
Hundreds dead at the pull of the trigger
Kill the enemy, the one in the mirror
No more excuses
For these abuses
Just one solution
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They promise better lives
To keep you working hard
And Then they break you down
Until you’re sick and tired
The backs of working poor
That’s where their money grows
The bottom of their pocket
Thats where their money goes
They promise better lives
To keep you working hard
And Then they break you down
Until you’re sick and tired
The backs of working poor
That’s where their money grows
The bottom of their pocket
Thats where their money goes
The clenched fist of human greed
Smashing hopes and dreams
They promise better lives
To keep you working hard
And Then they break you down
Until you’re sick and tired
The backs of working poor
That’s where their money grows
The bottom of their pocket
Thats where their money goes
The clenched fist of human greed
Chokes humanity
The clenched fist of human greed
Gripping us until we bleed
Disease
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5. |
Two on Every Corner
02:26
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Two on Every Corner
Marching to a beat
Looking for some trouble
Trouble on the streets
Guns loaded, Tasers charged
Waiting for a slip
Swarm you up, Beat you down
Score another hit
Two on Every Corner
Streets full of blood
Blood of the old, young, blind
Deaf and dumb
Two on Every Corner
Give you no respect
Nothing but a boot pressed
Down on your neck
It's War
At your door
Police State
Fueled by Hate
Two on Every Corner
They are out on the patrol
Two on Every Corner
They got values to uphold
Two on Every Corner
And if you think you look suspect
Two on Every Corner
Four boots on your neck
Here come the boys in blue
Rolling their tanks, down your avenue
Two on Every Corner
They are here to demonstrate
Two on Every Corner
Their badge stands for hate
Two on Every Corner
Serving to protect
Two on Every Corner
Four boots on your neck
Look into their eyes
They're here to take your life
Take your life
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6. |
Counting Days
02:40
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Living a nightmare that's all of my own
Moments awake are moments alone
Living a nightmare that's all of my own
My pain has destroyed all that I've known
Eyes stare at the black abyss
I hear the cries of those I miss
Family members killed by disease
Friends take their life to find some peace
Lovers slowly fade away
I'm stuck here counting days
Trapped here on this spinning world
A planet now fucking burned
Nothing left but pain and sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Eyes stare at the black abyss
I hear the cries of those I miss
Lovers slowly fade away
I'm stuck here counting days
Life brings you low
Lower than you'd think you'd ever go
The unknown hangs above
And certainty lies beneath
Continue to try to live
A life, now obsolete
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7. |
Promised Land
01:48
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Mother cradles sobbing child
Tear gas in her eyes
Armed militias, pointed rifles
Serve to traumatize
Searching for a better life
Across the bloody sand
do they know the horrors
Of this so called promised land
You make them build their walls
You make them fight your wars
You make them Slave away
You make them live afraid
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8. |
Shoah
02:45
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A Letter, A Number
With zero names
The suffering remains
The suffering remains
Men and women
Tortured and maimed
The suffering remains
The suffering remains
A lost will to live
Is seldom regained
The suffering remains
The suffering remains
A pulpit of bodies
A people are blamed
The suffering remains
And through the darkness
One things the same
We will remain
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The Fight New York
Contact us at
Scanlon631@gmail.com
Upcoming Gigs - check @fight.them.all on Instagram for specifics
03/10 - Brooklyn, NY @ Saint Vitus
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