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Burning Hammer
01:18
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Legends die, it's their fate
Bury them in unmarked graves
Fascist idols turn to dust
Break an old man in half with a
BURNING HAMMER
Fuck the old ways
We don't need them any more.
Burning Hammer
Fuck it all
I told those fucks "Fix your hearts or die."
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2. |
Racing Capital USA
01:43
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Theres a new ghost bike on my ride to work
Another sight I can’t un-see
Generations of disinvestment
The redlines turned to free ways
The parking spaces that should be houses
And fuck man I just wanna ride my bike
No concern for safety
No accountability
No community
There’s no escape from here
And on my left I see a camp sight
As cops remove folks from their homes
No humanity
No empathy
No fuckin decency
There’s no escape from here
What has been built can be rebuilt
Tear it down begin anew
Clear my mind, go for a ride, and live to fight another day
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3. |
Winter 22
02:07
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Punched another hole in the wall
Bloody knuckles. You stupid fuck.
Sick to bastard death of the sleepless nights
And falling apart at the smallest slights
Fuck this miserable winter
This bitter cold is killing me
At least the days are getting longer
Don't think I'Il last another week
Have to wear gloves to guard from the cold
Can't let them see these hands
Worked to the bone
Skin is cracked and bleeding
Bone's fucked at 33
Your ghost is haunting me
It's never gonna snow again in Indiana
I'm sick to bastard death.
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It's becoming increasingly apparent
That the white picket fences we were promised
were a lie
Now this apartment feels like a tomb
Nick Gage had the right idea
Here at the end of all things
But things aren't ending fast enough
Let the bombs fall
Let the mutants find my bones
Let the bombs fall
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5. |
Song About Death
03:14
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How are we supposed to move on when
picking up the pieces feels like tiny shards of glass?
These bloody fingers have seen too much and
your ghosts have gone away.
Only empty platitudes are all that's left to say
A quiet night alone or one last ride home
Or when our heart gives out on the hospital bed
Maybe we'll see you in another life
But now vou're gone
Trying to keep it together
Staring at the abyss in the mirror at 4 AM
Little reminders that I'm gonna die someday
"Make the best of this before you're buried in your grave,"
A quiet night alone or one last ride home
Or when your heart gives out on the hospital bed
Maybe we'll see you in another life
But now you're gone
It's fucked up that you're not here
I hope you're doing okay wherever you are.
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