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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
April Hutchins
Songwriter
Colin MacAndrew
Songwriter
April Sada Solomon
Songwriter
Lyrics
Peace
They practice tactics with no praxis
Fascist hacks in lapis habits
"Past is past" – an act, in fact
It's just the same as it's always been
Another sunrise, yet another hearse
One more among the thousands in this bloodstained earth
But their hands still weave that selfsame curse
One finger pulls, the other lines its purse
Two systems on two islands
Spread an ocean wide, one black, the other whitened
'Cause if you read the fine print
Not a thing has changed since Proclamation 95
It's a beast – one intent and a manifold constitution
Restitution impossible
An ever-churning cauldron of hate
Stirred by the ever-burning arm of the state with its
Thousand eyes
They're peering up from the asphalt
And down from the high-rises up above
Recognize – "protect and serve?" It's a lie
The social contract has died, and they murdered it
Carbonize
A fire ignites around their concrete walls
A curse written in salt
May they never rise again
Scatter their knives again, splatter our eyes again
Fuel their profit machines with our pain again
Kill us inside of our homes
A boot on all our throats, burn it down
Stoking our fires
We have strength in numbers, strength in numbers
To guide us through the day
It's time to cast down the liars
There are still slaves among us, slaves among us
On and on forever in my head
They have their pigs, their weapons
We have numbers and stamina, time and ability
If we can take a precinct
We can take a fucking ICE facility
Rebuild this shit from the ground up
It's always been all for one and one for all
So long as we've the hearts to wander
And the minds to ponder, we will rise to overcome
Rise to overcome
Your hands are soaked in bloodshed
You have failed to bring us justice
But we've the strength to make our own way
And we will fight for our armistice
Burn their precincts to the ground
And I'm sick of my people just throwing up hashtags
And posting a black square for two and half days
The corporations with the time and patience
For a copy-pasted post and no fucking changes
The "why the stealing," and "the cops are kneeling"
And the platitudes pulled from the shelf
I'm sick of all the fucking social media posturing
I'm sick of my fucking self
Get fucked
Burn it the fuck to the ground
Written by: April Hutchins, April Sada Solomon, Colin MacAndrew
