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BURY US
02:47
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Take space
Hold ground
Embrace
Be loud
Throw rocks
Shake the tree
Cause shock
Be free
They tried to bury us
Kick down doors
Hold them back
Use platforms
Form packs
Reach out
Organise
Educate
Amplify
They tried to bury us
They didn’t know
That we were seeds
They try all they might
drag us down
but our roots take hold
We find others’ light
Lift them up
Now watch us grow
Take hold, be bold
Bury us
In the dark
Shoots emerge
We rise from the ground
Take hold, be bold
Breaking through
We erupt
Born from flames
No longer bound
Take hold, be bold
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SHARE THE SKIES
05:04
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Tired of maintaining guard
To keep from exposing scars
We all want to be heard and loved
All worth fighting for, so end the push and shove
Still we rise above
Past the hate you normalise
Still we rise above
Despite your walls we share the skies
Defeat dichotomies that split at the heart
Beat the binary that pushes us apart
Still we rise above
Past the hate you normalise
Still we rise above
Despite your walls we share the skies
We’re battle worn
But reform is in compassion
Take our pain and anger
And lean into action
Replace hate with hope
Where we give what we need
Better understand you
So I can be a better me
Deconstruct the fears that pitch me against you
Take in the world from every view
Reflect, Inspect. Convince you to care
Live with intent. Love if we dare
Know when to stop and think
Know when I’m pushed to the brink
Misanthropy drags me down
to the dirt below
But I can’t be
what I won’t show
Pushed to the brink
Still we rise above
Past the hate you normalise
Still we rise above
Despite your walls we share the skies
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WAR WORDS
02:42
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Playing nice only gets you the nice to have
We play rough for what we need
What monster hides the human inside
Then controls us through civility
I crawl with your foot on my neck
Boot prints now map my way
Armed with weapons of self-respect
To fight your violence of every day
Your defensive rage
When the default is a voice like your own
We try on your uniform - You police our tone
But the master’s tools
Do the master’s work
And aren’t made to dismantle
The master’s house
If you know best for damsels in distress
Why are we still waiting for safety to come?
Don’t take my home then come to me for warmth
I won’t bake your bread then beg for your crumbs
Could we be blamed
If we sought revenge
Your saving grace is we’ll accept justice
I crawl with your foot on my neck
Boot prints now map my way
Armed with weapons of our revolution
To fight your violence of every day
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OUTRIGHT Melbourne, Australia
Melbourne Hardcore
est. 2010
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