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Scene 1
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Metal
Scene 1 was released on April 25, 2025 by Thrill Jockey as a part of the album The Film
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Release DateApril 25, 2025
LabelThrill Jockey
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM161

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Music Video

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Lyrics

All they know is hate, hate 'til they OD
And all they do is kill, they don't want us to breathe
World full of snakes so you gotta move with ease
War made of order, don't believe in make-believe
Haters in my face, goddamn, let me breathe
All they know is hate, hate 'til they OD
And all they do is kill, they don't want us to breathe
I want my breath back
Running through checkpoints of all crimes, we call for a boycott
No more lies sold cheap
Our cries seem weak
They don't believe
They don't believe
They don't believe
They don't believe
We didn't demand more from a democracy of monsters
They told you to turn down that music or they'll shoot you
They told you not to walk, not to run in their neighborhoods
They'll shoot you, execute you
Young, old, friend or foe
We so obedient
At Walmart buying guns just to believe again
Just to believe again
Just to believe again
Just to believe again
In a lie that was never true
Does America love you?
Does Germany love you?
Does Australia love you?
Does England love you?
Did they love you when they censored your voice?
Did they love you when you were getting terrorized and lynched?
Did they love you when they took centuries
Took centuries to apologize for enslavement?
Are we complacent?
These times hate and restrain 'em
Congress done split they head on pavements
And are refusing medical treatment
Like Sly Stone falling from the sky
This game been broken backs and black eyes
That's why we don't believe
That's why we don't believe
We don't believe
We don't believe
We don't believe
Can't see a future
Educated men on the balcony, can't see the shooter
Bankruptin' an education system, can't find the looters
I blame the house, soulless body of representatives
Can't feel the flames
Can't feel the ghouls and demons eating at they flesh, they brains
So we don't rest
Frankenstein, Austria
Just another corpse the devil blessed
(Another death invested)
High Fidelity, H&R Block
Another cop knockin' on our door
Asking can we please, can we please stop existing
Found my face missing
I scream, "I'm right here"
I scream, "I'm right here, I'm right here"
But they don't believe me
They don't believe me
They don't see me
Ghost currency already spent
Bomb, bombing, bombing, imminent
Written by: Moor Mother, Sumac
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