“Hold on, let me search and deconstruct your privilege…”
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RVIVR // Cut the Cord
Empty buildings
But they keep building
Concrete cold feet
We forgot so much we used to know
Cuz it there’s no room to grow we’ll all explode
Everybody’s talking shit
You get used to it
We float on and on and on
And everybody’s feeling bored just cut the cord
That’s dragging you on and on
Stuck in the middle of people
There ain’t no way around it
Like if you hole up inside you’ll stay warm and dry
No no no no
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Star Fucking Hipsters // Zombie Christ + makeup.
Merry Christmas Alone edition.
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Punch // Time Apart
Album: How Nothing Lasts
Brick after brick the wall went up.
Now the cement has dried and I’m on the other side.
I hear your call but I can’t see you.
I don’t know how to let you in.
What’s keeping me together is keeping me apart.
Curmudgeon - “Dysmorphic”
distorted. disordered. our politics are not a shield and our feminism sometimes means we won’t reveal all of our demons. all of our shame. too afraid to give them names. knowing a problem’s cause doesn’t mean it won’t take root. every seed planted holds the potential to bear fruit. spend 27 years building a box for me and I will eventually try to fit within. shrinking, folding, cutting myself down to the right size.
DropDead // A Disease Called Man
The beginning, disorder of the earth, deadly disease called man
Epidemic of our inheritance, monstrosity, mankind
Start of the end, death by capacity, like a virus, killing
Humanity living in consequence, parasitic leeches
And now living in consequence, growing abnormally
Just how can we let this shit be?
Unfit, mutating blindingly, end is here don’t you see?
Disease spreading beyond control
Human, bred to contaminate, sealing your fucking fate
Like rats, trapped in this world we live
Caged, fucked, trampling on ourselves, killing without a thought
Vermin infecting pestilence
How we have survived, I am wondering
Time is running out, meet your grave
Why must our existence bring us death and pain?
Complicated syndrome, how insane
Mankind is running out of ways, his seeds are roots for future days
So he will kill another day, never-ending waste that cannot change
Wage war on yourselves, broken lives torn sick diseases
Humanking is wasted, blind, down on our knees
You are your own enemy, doing as you please
You are not concerned with what you have not learned
Parasitic worms infesting, breeding as you born
