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"War Profiteering Is Killing Us All" by Suicide Machines, which consists of 14 songs.
17% 18 To 25
Well maybe you do but maybe you don't
Exercise your privilege in the right to vote.
Fuck "rock the vote" and fuck all the rest,
What we need to do is throw cans of tear gas.
It's a total fucking war between us and them,
And our collective middle fingers is what we'll extend.
Fuck Gideon Yago and fuck MTV,
95% Of The World Is Third World
I am a common man, I use common words.
This is no manifesto, this is no propaganda.
95% of the world is third world.
Take a look around, you might not like what you see.
Yeah we're all comfortably living in a privileged society
Open up your mind and think outside of the box,
All Systems Fail
They're changing the rules, the conduction and flow is,
They're making us pay for the wars of the world.
But the laws of the world mean nothing,
and nothing can stop them from taking what just isn't theirs.
And this, regardless of what we say.
They're looking for payback through world domination.
Economy strangled by careless neglect.
And a bitter regret for the things that we've done
How we love, we love to hurt ourselves.
How we live, we live to hurt each other.
And how it feels when it's you who hates yourself.
It's hard to care when it seems no one else does.
And I know how it feels when all the pressure is too real,
With all these bad thoughts in my head,
I try, but I can't quite get rid of them.
I've hit the bottom,
I'm at the bottom again.
Free market trade will destroy itself,
The way that we live will cease to exist.
All that we know will come crashing down
As Wall Street's bottom drops out.
Monopolies, technology, creates then it's all the same.
Day after day, as time goes by,
The closer we get, the nearer the end.
The impending doom of our country.
Capsule: Aka Requiem For The Stupid Human Race
A world so sad when there's no rebirth, it's weakening frame.
So taste your fate, so eat your shit.
We've come to this, oh what the fuck have we done?
Slave - from our birth to our grave.
Slave - our tombs engraved, "enslaved".
Technology isolating human interaction turns to human decay,
Tombstone skyscrapers breath exhaust vapors.
We've finally reached the point of no return.
Ghost On Sunset Blvd.
He told all his friends that he's gonna move out to LA,
Burned his bridges, all of them, yeah
He's gotta move out to Cali.
He's living in the sun,
The stars at night under 'em.
Underneath the overpass at Melrose and the 101.
That's just the way it goes,
It's not the city of angels,
It's the city ghosts,
I've got my hands tied behind my back,
You know doing what I wanna do has become so hard.
As time goes by, I've less and less time to do what I wanna do,
And how time flies when you're having a good time,
having a good time.
You and I know that all the things we do will crumble into dust,
In thin air they'll disappear, yeah time moves on and it waits for no one.
Well I know that times are tough and it's hard to keep quitting,
but you gotta get yourself together, it's true.
You try to disguise it but we can all see it
Although you might think that nobody knew.
It's become everything, you can't stop it.
You're strung out on that shit.
(pick it up!)
You gotta do this on your own, there won't be an intervention.
Taken for granted, split the atom,
make a chain reaction of fusion or fission.
A ticking timebomb is sleeping, ready to explode.
And meltdown followed by fallout.
Don't you know there can be no denial?
Don't you know they're polluting the earth?
Red lights flash,
Drop out of mainstream society now,
Think about the world and what's going around.
Blood for oil - the stakes in this capitalist game,
How can this ignorant mentality remain?
Together we must stand to avoid a catastrophe,
This is a throwback, we'll throw down the kings,
Revolution Is On The Clearance Rack
We're dying, We're dying out.
Dying art, dying sea,
Dying you, dying me,
Dying hearts, dying minds,
Dying sucks, dying times.
Crash course in commercialism,
Dumb it down.
Crash course crashing head on,
War Profiteering Is Killing Us All
War profiteering (is killing us all!)
Capitalistic intent gone wild,
How much further down will we alive?
Death of 1000 we have mourned,
Capitalist scumbag, you've been warned.
We'll do what we gotta do to take our country back.
By any means necessary, we'll take our country back
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