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Reasons.
02:14
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they want the blood bleeding
sign em up line up its killing season
they dont know what their fighting for
brothers and sisters fighting whos war?
for land and oil the drugs turmoil
the terrorists work in council halls
money money take it all
while the rest rot till the power falls
we got our reasons
to pledge aleigence
to our people
all one and the same
they want the news misleading
tie them up fry the bunch they must be heathens
the truth is far from what we know
pinned in a box of you say that out aloud
dont make a sound stitched lips dont speak
stand up and fight march through the streets
free free the way were come
then it all fades till were dead and gone
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Deja Vu
03:02
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better do it right
because we got nothing to lose
i try to walk the right path
but take a walk in my shoes
average as fuck im a man by the books
pay their those dirty taxes get fuck by my boss
days are a routine my life is the cost
wasting away and they call in a job
fuck his 24/7 shit
slaving away for another pay slip
and thats just how it
weve all got bills to pay
our only challenge is
everything nothings goes to plan
up and down the head
lets not pretend that we dont see the end
but days are beautiful
and breathing is amazing
and maybe the world the is change
but wher you wont find me is praying
im grinding my fingers to the bone
blood for money aint funny we might die alone
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All Night Long.
03:06
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Shut Your Face.
02:02
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Trees.
01:56
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drifting like a flower in the wind
i got a feelin that perspective gives more to me
workin on streamline but rocks keep hiting me
were forever in decline health so bury me
with nothin but but some seeds
trees
thats a plead i dont wanna bleed
mother earth gotta nurture thee
we all breathe the same air
but they all wait till we all suffocate
i wont wait till they accomodate
we got needs plant the seeds
down the stream yeah where headed to our knees
gagging on on this poison breath
but no one cares till theirs nothing left
eyes are closed and lips are sealed
pen to paper their signing deals
thats hypocracy theres nothing here to see
the lands not theres to bleed and our roots all start as seeds
thats a plead i dont wanna bleed
mother earth gotta nurture thee
we all breathe the same air
but they all wait till we all suffocate
i wont wait till they accomodate
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