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Hello
02:22
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Carnaval!/Fresh to Death
05:31
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I didn't want to go
I always get so nervous when I meet somebody new these days, oh,
And I showed up although I drove a bit slow
And then I took a breath and walked into that disco
I'm blacking out
So then you took me home, your place was real close
I took a look around and said OK, I don't know
I didn't want to go across your patio
Cause then you beat me senseless with a rusty farm hoe
You put me on the phone with my Aunt Mo
You didn't count on them not caring if I came home
You asked me who I'd show, I said I don't know
I didn't want to go but you kicked me in some dark hole
As if it wasn't ever really enough to be stuck all alone with no cash and no friends and no car and no ride and no friends and no food and no home and just you and no friends, 1,000 miles from my mom and my dad and my friends and my friends if I had some I might not have come to this stupid hotel with no friends and no friends, oh god why don't I have any friends?
Now I'm all alone, chained to a steel pole
I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to see my own bones
I didn't want to go, I guess it goes to show
You shouldn't talk to people while on junk in Rio
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Project 3/White Noise
04:59
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Quarantine
04:23
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We're out here on our own,
Not meant to be alone.
Heard it today on a radio station
They say it's coming to cripple the nation
Don't know how long it'll take to touch down
There goes my state, there goes my town
Told not to worry, told to keep cool
Now it's at work, now it's at school
Started off safe, now we keep wondering
Can we keep this to the first couple hundred?
National swerve to flatten a curve
Hoarding essentials we need to conserve
Buying supplies to keep to themselves
Leaving us rummaging through empty shelves.
Look to the future, see nothing but grey,
How can the CDC help you today?
Scared for my kids and scared for my health,
I got no money to feed myself
Wearing a mask made from a shirt
Family tells me it won't even work
President says we should all carry on
Boom, it's a miracle look now it's gone
Oh, except nope see
It's getting worse in the land of the free
Look at you crooked if you start to sneeze
Buildings with maximum occupancies
Cut us a check for six dollars a day
Watch the economy crumble away
We lose our lives on the hands we were dealt
We pay your salaries, thanks for the help
Total stagnation, the state of the nation,
Where some feel the sickness but all the frustration
All of this noise, all this misinformation
Who do we standby in this situation?
Quarantine, quarantine
Every day's so boring see
Same shit different day
Wouldn't matter either way
Didn't get to graduate
Couldn't have my birthday cake
Living room kitchen
Bedroom wishing
Itching sleeping
Not housekeeping
Living inside this
Hiding from a virus
Shouldn't have bought that
I already watched that
Roped off playground
why is this life now?
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Fishbag
03:59
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Accidents in a plastic car
Wouldn't hurt no one with a traffic scar
I was born in a water cage
To swim with God and eat my rage
Go, Fishbag!
No one knows until they die
What you see with no eyes
Pigeons swim and ducks can cry
I'll be the girl with the button fly
Science floats down the drain
And leaves behind a hungry brain
Never mind what they think of him
That's the way he's always been
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I keep a bottle in the cabinet
Even though I don't really drink
You never know who might call
Who might stop in
Who might drop out
Who might need a hit
It's a black label Johnnie
It reminds me of a friend of mine
She says black's her favorite color cause she likes the way it feels around her
Maybe just because
And when she hit a hard time it reminded her of sunshine
I know, she said, it makes no sense but Sunshine's just the blanket we pull over when we're hiding from the stars
She said just cause you can't see them doesn't mean that they stop shining.
I said oh so they're just waiting for the sun to go away.
She said no, they know their sister, they're just giving her some space
Besides, she said, it doesn't ever really go away,
It goes to give somebody else the light they need that day
And when it's back it only trades your stars for day
She said a sun shines forever, not only when you see it
And even when you can't, it's never gone
I keep a {?} in the closet
Even though I don't believe it
Because you never know when someone else might come and need it.
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The Mountainpeople
04:15
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Pleasure to see you folks come down to pay us mind,
Seems it's about four years since you worried about our kind.
We are the Mountainpeople, we are your neighbors
We are the people who are keeping this plate filled up
We are the Mountainpeople, we are the greatest,
We are the people drinking wine out of paper cups
Seems to me that we see all you suits when you need us for a vote,
When you don't we ain't here, it ain't broke, when we burn you just watch the smoke
I'll tell you one thing about us, son, you don't tell us how to live,
We take care of ourselves, of our land, of our own, lemme show you a trick.
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Look Away/In It
08:11
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How do we start to break this down?
How do we pick apart this mystery
When we've been running round and round
In circles to defend our history?
You teach a lie, you acclimate,
You're turning children into factions,
You tell me heritage not hate
But it's the heritage of a fraction
Look around yourselves and stare
Defend your monuments and order,
But half our masses aren't there
Because their past is unrecorded
It isn't hard to understand,
It's just uncomfortable to see,
They say we built this land but they only mean white hands,
You see the branches, not the trees
Look away from the past, look away from the shame, look away from the hate, look away from the flames burning hot in our heads from these feelings we swallow that follow this sense that we're guilty of
Flying free living proudly and loudly and able when books give us figures that millions of others can only discover by mailing in spit to a company welcoming money
Just to know who they might be and where their grandparents were born in a world they don't know 'cause their people were torn from the soil to suffer and toil in sorrow maybe tomorrow
We might understand how our pride in this land isn't worth all the monuments built for the some when we should be including the whole of the populace, down to the letter it makes us feel better to look away
Look away from what haunts you
Look away cause you want to feel better
Look away from the shame of a nation who either
Ignores or forgets it
Look away from who’s crying
Look away from who’s dying
Look away from the people your monuments keep to
A history that you keep denying
Look away from what’s right
The exclusively white
Look away from the people who long for a story
That doesn’t result in a fight
You don’t have to take fault
You don’t have to take blame
But don’t look away from the children who grew up without
Knowing from where they came
There's no shame in admitting
All the sins we're committing
But there's honor in learning and value in turning
Away from the place we keep sitting
Look away from exclusion
To a culture suffusion
With worth put on valuing truth as it happened
Instead of illusion
this is our time to shine
To rewrite these old lines
Look our faults in the face and get past them
As one we unite
To find it within us
To rewrite the syllabus
If history’s written by winners then let’s win together
And write one for all of us
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THMF
00:56
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Trigger happy homicidal motherfucker
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Saxophone
02:40
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America First
07:31
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"America First" hits as deep as the South
Words flowing free from your forefather's mouth
In the heads of some people, life is defined.
By the whitewashed stagnant closed state of mind.
Hope this cast gets a little broadcast.
Cause it feels like half my nation don't like the contrast.
Pull up the forecast and watch 'em all blast
It's America First in the land of the past.
So here we go, what more could you ask for?
He got you bragging about no foreign wars
While we're killing each other each and every day
And we're still dropping missiles half the world away
Conveniently forgetting all the problems we ain't sweating
And the people we're upsetting with the progress we ain't setting
Shameful past? Fuck the past, the present's the shame,
Making believe that this mess ain't the same
And now we're singing to the hope of tomorrow
And raising our babies to ignore that we've borrowed
Today from their future, becoming the users of
Time that we've stolen to see our ends sooner
Yeah, yeah, your American state,
Stringing everyone along on "making it great"
But how do you go back to the way it was before
When before is the lore that you choose to ignore?
You ask why there's no white history month? Look,
It's cause white history's just your average history book
Cause "heritage not hate" doesn't mean everybody
And that heritage was built on 12 million bodies
America First? Seven billion disagree
People feeding their kids just like you and me
So pardon me but your "America First" is little more than a verse that brings America's worst
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