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American Requiem (demo)

by Crown of Bullets

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1.
(intro) who's kicking in your door? who hosed you down with mace? who threw you to the floor? who kicke din your face? just monkeys in a rage: locked in the skinner box society became the cage: locked in a skinner box who's locking this cell door? heres the lever that'll let you eat. who electrified the floor? they've studied how to make you bleat. another rat in this maze: locked in a skinner box coping in a chemical haze: locked in a skinner box just monkeys in a roge: locked in a skinner box society became the cage: locked in a skinner box coping in a chemical haze: locked in a skinner box society became the cage: locked in a skinner box (verse 1) subtext conditioning has failed repeatedly hostile responses bring overwhelming savagery try and ignore, how much they take cant escape (chorus) i've ground my teeth, to goddamn shards i cant fucking sleep, i'm always on guard pack a .380, when i'm out on the street i'm sweating bullets that they're gunning for me (verse 2) subtext conditioning: overwhelming success! all excess time is spent, buying what we suggest try and ignore how much you give barely live (chorus) (verse 3) subtext conditioning was rejected outright lit fire to the bed in his cell and escaped in the prison riot connot ignore how much they take i'll escape (chorus)
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robotic death two miles high, unmanned assassin programmed to spy uncover secrets, no place to hide, execute when algorithm decides bombs rain down (missiles fly) guns point to the ground (eyes in the sky) point, click kill control, kill, delete invisible fence two miles high, it knows where you've been: programmed to spy dont bother running: no place to hide; execute when algorithm decides bombs rain down (finding some) guns point to the ground (sparing none) point, click, kill control, kill, delete
3.
i cant rest no i cant sleep our nightmare lives haunt all my dreams whats fair in war is fair at home they spy by sky with unmanned drone cannot rest no cant stand still as each and every friend is killed they gorge but never get their fill we're trapped, fight back i cant rest no i cant sleep, they steal the time from you and me they work your hands to bloody bone, then lend you time to call your own trade today for future wages, stay awake and run their mazes grit your teeth through daily rages hold back, we're trapped i can't rest no cant't stand still as each and every friend is killed they gorge but never get their fill fight back, attack crack the whip you crack a smile and try to choke back all the bile all fall into rank and file so stab their backs all the while the smile a mask, the face a fake, the war is on when you're awake their thirst for time is never slaked we're trapped, fight back i can't rest no can't stand still, as each and every friend is killed, they gorge but never get their fill fight back, attack
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OFFICER ASSHOLE i love my job, i love my gun, i pray to god you piece of shit scum will run i'll hunt you down, i'll lock you up, i'll rob you blind steal your life, i'll get my cut just like a dog, i love to chase, i won't think twice i'll end your life so we can race EVERY BADGE BECAME A TARGET tear off his vest, spray mace down his throat handcuff hands back 'til wrists dislocate kick in his ribs, jam his gun in his mouth blowtorch his badge and burn it in his face black clad thugs have gone power mad a combat mindset against you and me your only rights left are what they allow you and what you can pay for in the land of the free hogtie those pigs and drag them down mainstreet that's all that seems will keep us uncaged dont allow them to trample and kill you steal your life back and keep it unchained so tear off his vest, spray mace down his throat handcuff hands back 'til wrists dislocate taser him again 'til his skin starts to smoke blowtorch his badge & burn it in his face

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released July 4, 2012

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