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DONTSTOPRUNNING
03:11
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I'm sick of fighting violence with peaceful protest, nothing ever seems to get done
I'm sick of listening to all my liberal friends when they say all I really need is love.
But love didn't put those bullet holes in your best friend's skull when we were kids,
no love didn't put me on this earth so that I could cry and sing about it
You're sick of running from, from your mom and dad,
say you wanna fight, but that just makes them mad
So get a tattoo, of the letter A, on your bicep, hope you enjoy the pain.
I'm sick of facebook statuses late at night, they say love one another and jesus christ, oh my god. there's no god. its just you and me in the back of this car that I got when I turned 18 and I haven't cleaned it since.
But I guess I'll get a car wash and clean the insides before they dust for fingerprints.
You're sick of running from, all these fucking cops, they say don't resist, well I say don't stop running.
Don't stop running, don't stop running, don't stop running, don't stop running, don't stop running, don't stop running, don't stop running.
You're sick of running from, from your mom and dad.
say you wanna fight, but that just makes them mad.
So get a tattoo, of the letter A, on your bicep, hope you enjoy the pain.
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KILLINGNAZIS2NITE
04:05
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well I stopped being sad, started giving a shit
started buying more books, started listening to them
started trying to talk, to the people I know
bout things that matter and things that don't
I know I'm annoying you, you say I'm losing my mind it's just that
I haven't felt this, this good about something in a really really long time.
Pick a side. Stand and fight. Me and my friends are killing Nazis tonight.
Grab your guns. Grab your knives. Me and my friends are murdering the alt-right.
These three chords will do far more damage than a filibuster ever could,
and you could say that I'm preaching violence but I don't think free speech covers white hoods.
Seize the means of production, how the story goes,
I'm fucking sick of the emperor and his new, clothes. Clothes.
I wanna lead the resistance, I wanna stand up and fight
I wanna die for a cause, instead of just staying inside
I know I'm annoying you, I know you think I'm dumb
I don't think that it's too much to ask that my friends all have enough
Pick a side. Stand and fight. Me and my friends are killing Nazis tonight.
Grab your guns. Grab your knives. Me and my friends are murdering the alt-right.
These three chords will do far more damage than a filibuster ever could,
and you could say that I'm preaching violence but I don't think free speech covers white hoods.
Seize the means of production, how the story goes,
I'm fucking sick of the emperor and his new, clothes. Clothes.
We're coming for your toothbrush, whether you like it or not
that's what you get when you fuck us
(Cont.)
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Dear Mr. Williams, frankly I'm disgusted,
your miscalculations, your miscarriage of justice,
you think you can threaten my friends,
I'm telling you that you cant.
But I have seen this play out one too many times,
but I don't know what I'm talking about, isn't that right?
We're all lazy in your eyes, but you look lazier in mine.
We're all lazy in your eyes, but you look lazier in mine.
And I am trying to start this conversation, and you are trying to end it.
In the woods, behind your house, where we hung out before I moved,
all the way back to the state that I had lived in before I met you.
Well we all dated Curtis' and we all went to prom,
and no one will be thinking about those times when the bombs drop.
We will run, we will hide, we will wait, then we will fight
and in the end I'll surely die but I promise you the sun will rise again
tomorrow,
again tomorrow, again tomorrow, again tomorrow, again tomorrow.
(x2)
In the woods, behind your house, where we hung out before I moved,
all the way back to the state that I had lived in before I met you.
Well we all dated Curtis' and we all went to prom,
and no one will be thinking about those times when the bombs drop.
We will run, we will hide, we will wait, then we will fight
and in the end I'll surely die but I promise you the sun will rise again
tomorrow,
again tomorrow, again tomorrow, again tomorrow, again tomorrow.
(x2)
Dear Mr. Williams, frankly I'm disgusted,
your miscalculations, your miscarriage of justice,
you think you can threaten my friends,
I'm telling you that you cant.
But I have seen this play out one too many times,
but I don't know what I'm talking about, isn't that right?
We're all lazy in your eyes, but you look lazier in mine.
We're all lazy in your eyes, but you look lazier in mine.
And I am trying to start this conversation, and you are trying to end it.
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