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Class War Cheer Squad
02:33
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1234, I declare a class war
Shots rang out, fascists got elected
Systems in crisis, does this look infected
Are you paying enough or will you pay with your life
Who dies next, sick and neglected
American dreams, media deception
Tied down to the masters abusive lies
When the words get thrown back in your face
Deny, defend, depose
Your fear betrays your wicked game
1234 I declare a class war
The billionaire class looking for a handout
Capital gains let every knee bow
To excessive wealth in a world full of need
Tired of lies, sick of extortion
Saving up cash for pitchforks and torches
We’re no longer willing to suffer your greed
When the words get thrown back in your face
Deny, defend, depose
Your fear betrays your wicked game
Clamp down on the class war rising
Deny, defend, depose
But we will dance on your fucking grave
1234 I declare a class war
Lets get fired up
Burn em baby burn em up
(Goin on a nazi hunt)
Go, fight, win!
When the words get thrown back in your face
Deny, defend, depose
Your fear betrays your wicked game
Clamp down on the class war rising
Deny, defend, depose
But we will dance on your fucking grave
1234 I declare a class war
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Fight Back
02:35
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Fight back, take our lives back
Together we will rise and fall
We dance on the graves of the fascist state
Lift your voice one and all
Renegades of a fallen generation
Tear down their walls in celebration
(Times up!) we came for what you owe us
Yeah, thats a fucking threat and its a promise
We’re not going anywhere so fuck you
Hey kid I know it don't come easy
Game set to crush & leave you bleeding
Off your knees they don't deserve to break ya
Stand up refuse annihilation
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Burn
02:32
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I want to burn it all
I’ve had enough of sitting down and bowing out and shutting up
How many times have i held my tongue
As another man defines the rights i've earned in blood
No hope screaming from the airwaves
No ones gonna save us
Burn it to the ground
You gotta turn around
And grab the hand of the little girl you were before they crushed her down
Force-fed a lie, this ends tonight
As we take back our rights, our pride, our fucking lives!
Cuz it’s always been a setup in a zero sum game
The narrative is changed but the power stays the same
Patriarchy wins no matter who’s elected
No way out in a system that’s infected
Her head remains unbowed
She brought you into this world and she can take you out!
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