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Hush Hush Complacency
03:27
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First they came for the communists
And i did not speak out
Because i was not a communist
So i did not speak out
Then they came for the socialists
And i did not speak out
Because i was not a socialist
So i did not speak out
Then they came for the trade unionists
And i did not speak out
Because I was not a trade unionist
So i did not speak out
Then they came for the anarchists
And i did not speak out
Because I was not a anarchist
So i did not speak out
Then they came for the jews
And i did not speak out
Because i was not a jew
So i did not speak out
Then they came for me
No one left for me
Then they came for me
No one left to speak out for me
Hush hush
Complacency
Iâll shut up
If theyâre not coming for me
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2. |
Ecocrisis Ecocide
02:12
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Searching the sea, smelling the salt
Following the light, to the asphalt
Shells are crushed, legs smeared out
Do you need proof, to feel the drought?
Her shell is on full display, in a living room far away
Her house got stolen, sheâs not the first
But never mind, itâs not the worst
She lingers in a rusty can, what can i say, itâs all she has
The tar is melting, the temperatureâs rising
Are you helping? Howâs your timing?
Thatâs not working, thatâs not fixing
The ice is melting, the clock is ticking
Ecocrisis, ecocide
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3. |
White Tears
05:17
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Cry your white tears, you sad racist fuck
Cry your white tears, while we disrupt
Your platform, your place is gone
Youâre overdue, itâs time to move on
Your racist traditions, itâs time to say goodbye
Time to deconstruct, dismantle and deny
Let those white tears roll, and wash away the paint
Let those white tears wash away your racist blackface
Clinging on to remnants of a dying tradition
Iâll gladly give a push, no reform but abolition
Who will rewrite history? Acknowledge the misery?
Colonialist endeavours, museums full of stolen treasures
Deconstruct, dismantle, disrupt and deny
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4. |
Bruised Fruit
02:57
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To the wounds that seek the arrow
I feel your underlying pain
To the eyes that seek the horror
Iâll try to look instead of blame
Bruised fruit tastes the sweetest
Unlearning to be a pleaser
Face down in dirt
Unlearning it should hurt
Bruised fruit tastes the sweetest
Unlearning to be a pleaser
Unlearning the excuses
Excusing the abuses
To the hands that want to hold
But self-destruct and push away
Let your guard down and
Youâll see mine feel the same
To those heavy shoulders
Carrying the weight
Trust me with the load
No need to be afraid
Iâm a bottomless pit, feeling empty
But i'm filled to the brim, with sympathy
To the bones that became weary
Hurt by sticks and stones
Words have really hurt you
But mine have a different tone
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Panorama de Mierda
02:38
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Your ignorance is their bliss
Broken windows can be fixed
Donât get guilt trapped into it
People over property
Apatia, apatia, apatia
Panorama de mierda
Structural solutions
Yes we are those heretics
But itâs your fault
In neoliberal rhetoric
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White Fungus Suburbia
04:08
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White fungus suburbia
Creeping up and taking over
Dusty clouds of vinex houses
White fungus suburbia
Iâm lost, Iâm lost, hear me shout
Itâs so safe, I canât get out
Protected by the neighbours' eye
Watched over, day and night
Gentrified and petrified
Suburbanised and pacified
Suffocated
So choked up
Dusty clouds
In my lungs
White fungus
Creeping up
Gasp for breath
Iâm fucking done
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Burning Church
04:12
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No priest, no father
No god, no master
The tyranny of theology
An oppressive divinity
As long as thereâs a master in heaven
We shall be slaves on this earth
You can follow what the book dictates
But a burning church illuminates
No piety, no deity
Fuck your holy trinity
Your patriarchal cult
Of so-called virginity
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Parallax Smile Groningen, Netherlands
Anarchopunkband from Groningen, the Netherlands.
Formed in 2019 by Maynard and Michel.
Teamed up with RĂłisĂn and Steve in 2020.
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