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walking over a bridge i'm thinking what if i jumped? supplant the shame of executioner by turning the gun. with every crisis averted, every stone left unturned by my hand responsibility dies, no longer the concern of a secessionary mind in its pointless ego grasp, for a marginally cleaner conscious, abandon choices it once had rather than pledge my death, i'll dedicate my life to more than an idea, and more than moral pride will you make the world a better place or just claim that you tried? ------------------------------------------------------------ you idolize a defeatist aesthetic nihilistic as shit but you're ready to show it fearless, ineffectual, punk rock as fuck you say you 'wish things were better but theyre not, suck it up!' addiction to depression never had such an ally as culture fucked so hard that 'why even try?' you're jaded, pathetic, less than useless occupying 'alternative' to sit back and waste it each new generations crushed before they began by wasted idols with their head in the sand the world deserves better than the stasis you've shown but there's no need to step down from your throne were sick of your shit, we'll leave you behind revitalize real cultures of DIY you can keep the past, the future is mine -------------------------------------------------------------- FIGHT TO WIN they want no part in your worthless dream the earth you tend fuels their machines mobilization, determination emancipation, no hesitation from leveled fields through a sea of cages we're here for absolute liberation a drudging harvest of the life that remains encroaches further forward, summons petrol and flame and while some of us stand firm chained in place in their path other conceive more preemptive and strategic attacks because for us the war was never fought for profit or gold we just want back our lives lost, our families our homes the idea to the disconnected lost deep within we'll fight with every last breath not to death but to win a noxious haze plagues the air we breathe 2-hydromethyl shit rains on gmo seeds mixed with water penetrates and feeds rivers to coast, an eternal bleed. a will to live emboldens me to live unchained, wild and free no longer feeding your machine i'll fight to the death but its not gonna be me. ---------------------------------------------------------------- SHATTERED DREAMS, FORGED REALITIES within popular culture there persists the idea of the mass uprising resistance which borns itself within the daily struggles of the masses and actualizes through a short-term series of catalyzing agents the story overtold ad nausem, and yeah at least its a step in the right direction but at best as usual, its a fucking fantasy, hollywood bullshit an existence predicated on the desire for marketable emotional experience and it holds truth no longer than it will keep you entertained this is a big fuck you to everything that persuaded me to sit back and wait the revolution. aint fucking coming unless you decide. to bring it yourself to be the force worth reckoning a vessel honed for bringing hell hope is dead a change lacking agency and when your glutton for dreams is fed you can face reality waiting around just one more day is tomorrows passive suicide the choices are within your grasp get up and decide real resistance doesn't belong slave to institutions of greed just like your eyes. don't belong glued to a fucking laptop screen fuck your world of mind-numbing games reject your spoon-fed victories through purged hopes and shattered dreams. we'll forge new realities you'll never need hope and you'll never need to wish when you've got the tools and the heart to resist ----------------------------------------------------------------- RISE WITH THE TIDE waves to bury cities too many to control your systems built a prisoner that no prison can hold boiling sprawling festers with no sight of relief hearts aflame and clenched fists were armed to the teeth standing as one in bold face and detained stripped and segregated we're paranoid insane we're the long term victims of abuse in our stasis and our fear but the chains that bind us to our roles are the chains that keep us near we hug the drywall paint and steel walk shoulders inch apart entrusted with the tools that could make sure this machine never starts the seas rise and beneath the wake our prisons drown erode away resurfacing the world is ours rivers free nights lit with stars from i to we, we ride the waves deprogress and decolonize the earth yearns to live again through compassionate and open eyes we're millions suffering silently at the blades of our own knives but scars strengthen remind us we can choose another life to rip the concrete from the streets repurposing with careful aim towards power structures standing firm we'll rip it from its frame they fall behind as our numbers grow and we're prying doors and we're throwing stones we've got too many martyrs they've got too few so lets rise with the tide all it takes is me and you 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