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Vicious & Vile
01:58
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All they were trying to do was eat
The cops kicked them out onto the street
That night it was minus thirty degrees
They didn’t care that people could freeze
If you’re a white man they’ll shake your hand
If not you get the battering ram
Vicious and vile they’re on their way
Vicious and vile keep your head up today
Vicious and vile no matter what they say
Vicious and vile vicious and vile
Christo-fascists on the March
Escorted by the sergeant at arms
White supremacists hand in hand
With the cops down ninety ninth Ave
They’ll be kind if you share their views
If not, they’re gonna stick it to you
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Running full tilt three shifts a day
Safe to say it’s no longer that way
School went first; store soon followed
Broken windows into lives left hollow
(Chorus)
They never cared about you
Exploit the land, leave it destroyed
Cast off those who were once employed
A resource treated accordingly
Boom times end, can’t you see?
(Chorus)
They won’t even blink / You’re done
(Chorus)
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Chris Kyle Cosplay
01:41
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Chris Kyle cosplay in a blacked out truck with a Punisher sticker
Play action fantasy of a child as you aggressively bicker
Online with those who haven’t bought what’s been sold to you
The branding of a forever war based on untruths
(Chorus)
Camouflage white fragility
Fetishize the uniformity
A commodified identity
To all; you’re a liability
Your beard and sunglasses; a cloud against recognition
But masked protestors upset you, clearly you didn’t listen
It’s armour designed to shield you from the shame of who you are
An eager consumer paying to jest at commodified battle scars
Chorus
The “villainization of the straight white male” oh fuckin’ please
Lack of experience and perspective; your vulnerabilities
Yet this is the basis for the privilege you demand
Conformity sold as rebellion; eat it right out of their hands
Chorus
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Watch Your Back
02:43
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Through the chain link fence, I watched them take you away
I sat and waited for you to come back, for several days
The heat, the noise, the dust, without father or mother
I hope I can see them again, on this side or the other
A mattress on the floor, extension cord through the window
A life safe from the gangs and drugs, but still a life in limbo
Nevertheless, we had each other and the promise of tomorrow
Cash at the end of the day, no need to beg or borrow
(Chorus)
The big guns are out tonight
The big guns are out tonight
The big guns are out tonight
Watch your back
A white man across the street, decided to pick up the phone
And with that single call, he destroyed my life and home
The door came down and the men came in, led by their guns
It was the last time, my parents would see their son
(Chorus)
So here I sit, in this cage, waiting to learn my fate
Will I live or will salvation be just a bit too late?
Two dead parents, in two detention camps
Never thought we’d die this way north of the Rio Grande
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Bradycardia
01:33
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Bored and tired of ambiguity
Bored and tired of complexity
Bored and tired of me me me
Bored and tired oh can’t you see?
(Chorus)
Wake me up invigorate me
Wake me up resuscitate me
Wake me up palpitate me
Bradycardia can’t be good
Bored and tired of apathy
Bored and tired of the wealthy
Bored and tired of tragedy
Bored and tired oh won’t you please
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On My Side Edmonton, Alberta
Caring about more than just ourselves through punk since 2019.
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