1. |
Said Enough
02:58
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Are we fucked?
Or have you given up
This apocalypse by default
You’re perfect
Or a hypocrite
Either living in the wilderness
Or full of it still
We know, we know, we know that it’s bad but
There’s always someone else who’s doing worse
If you, if you don’t like then just move
Well pay my flight, my rent and I’ll be gone
Late is
Never now
I’m passing down
Legacies of dust
There will be no witnesses
Ego is stronger
Than the gravity
Of the situation
Still, I’ve done nothing wrong
Saying that’s terrible
With my mouth full
Folding the corners
Of my burden
Public charity
Now nestled in fatigue
I’ve done my part
And I’m blaming anyone
The moral high ground
Buried under the tide
I’m scared all the time
Fear is never bored
Out of sight
And we’re out of our minds
Shedding waste like skin
In the plastic soup
Landscaping Eden
Traded in grade
Everything is a hoax
What I’m shrugging off
Private gardens of
My landfill
We’re like the faithless pinning their hopes
On a miracle, waiting on an angel
Still waiting…
A whisper in
A screaming crowd
Somehow
I’ve said enough
Someone else
Will figure it
Out
I’ve tried enough
This won’t
Be coming back
Around
Look at the top
A whisper in
A screaming crowd
Somehow
I’ve said enough now
You can’t plant a
Flag in the ocean
Borders vanish
The economy
Won’t be stronger than
All the flooding
We’d sooner pick apart
A teenage kid
Than listen
Nihilism is the privilege of
The unaffected
No nation will
Move to remove itself
We’re all a statistic
In the making
I’m sick of feeling so desensitized
As rock bottom surrenders for another time
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2. |
My Bias
03:12
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My Bias
A problem for
The self proclaimed
“Intellectual”
My agenda vs their beliefs
I’m a post modernist
AKA bluffing
Centuries of oppression
Like a light switch turning off
No cultural residue
Why are you getting emotional?
Who can be objective?
Nothing we live is
From the violence of a stranger
To the hands of another
Who can be objective?
Nothing we learn is
History’s what isn’t taught
Atrocities glossed over
And the state never helped us out
Workers fought, claimed, and sought it
Posh boys want to talk us down
Because they need us more than we need them
Living, living, living memory is not
A long time ago and my Grandma was
Brought out of school to help bring up children
And my Mum did all of the cleaning
We’ve been “too PC” everyday I’ve seen
And I’m sick of hearing it
Just because it never was means it never will and it’s wishful thinking
We’ve been “too PC” everyday I’ve seen
And I’m sick of hearing it
What are your traditional family values actually achieving? (x2)
Ignorance confirms itself
In the corners of our silence
In the arse end of the internet
All fears are fully formed
All fears are fully formed and confirmed
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3. |
Paradise Deleted
02:23
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Nothing to hide
I’m on brand, I’m on brand, I’m on brand
Degraded by my convenience
Sponsored content
I accept, I accept, I accept
Blinded by light
Entertainment
I am online
Consent blind
What hides behind
The jargonized
Personalized for my demographic
We value your privacy
I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind
Head in the point clouds
God like omnipresence
Every camera knows your name
I am predicted
We
Are our postcodes
Targets for predatory loans
Born customers
In an industry of information
Paradise
Deleted
Censored to fairy-tale
Under the carpet
Accountability’s an urban legend
It all moves faster than the speed
Of a question
New loop holes born out of
New regulation
Sign myself off
For a new app
I will send myself
Straight to hell
Consuming
All the way down
The apple bites back
New tech
It’s as sick as us
We are the anonymous comments
With our mouths full of bitterness
In this silent rage on trains
You’re waylaid
New tech
What do we have left?
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4. |
Bothsideism
03:16
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Middle ground
No room on the fence
Debate yourself
Into existence
The room erupts
In genetics
Experts
Just want a friendly word
Define your own womanhood
Prove us you’re not some predator
In bathrooms
But don’t forget to treat us
With respect, with respect, with respect
Well how?
How can I comprise with denial?
Of my womanhood
Not all viewpoints are valid
Terf war, terf war, terf war, terf war
You can’t distinguish the difference
Between attack and defence
All violence
Our ignorance is peace
Putting the feet up on all of our compassion
Tides will rise
We won’t bat an eye
We still need
To hear both sides
Intolerant of intolerance
Spinning in circles
Too much weight on the right wing
Parroting prime time
Good morning Britain
Bile, bile, bile, bile, bile, bile
What’s not said
Speaks the loudest volumes
The “silent majority” won’t shut up
Take the red pill and choke on it
No need to be so angry well of course I am
Censored yet on TV
Hate has no reflection
We don’t want to be misunderstood
We just want to question you
As intrusive as we like
Repeated on a TV screen
Every night (repeat)
Violence
On both sides
Take the beating
Hit back and be as bad
There’s no grey
Area
Speaking the
Same shite again
Saying both sides are wrong
Are wrong
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