1. |
rotten kivis
03:10
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Chords:
intro: Gm~ Cm~
verse 1: Gm A# Dm Gm | Gm Cm A# Dm [x1.5]
instr. 1: Gm~ Cm~ Ebmaj2/Gm
verse 2, same as 1, followed by:
Gm A# A# Dm | Gm Cm A# Dm [x2]
Gm Cm Fm/A# Gm
Cm A# Dm Gm | Cm A# Fm/A# Gm
chorus: Cm A# F Ebmaj2 Dm Gm
Cm Dm Ebmaj2/F Gm
inst. 2: Gm~ Cm~ Dm Gm
verse 3: Gm A# Gm Cm | Gm A# Gm Ebmaj2
A# | A# Gm A# Dm | Ebmaj2/F Gm | Cm A# Fm/A# Gm
verse 4: Cm A# Gm F | Cm F Ebmaj2/Dm Gm | Cm# A# Gm Dm | Gm
Cm A# Gm F | Cm A# Fm/A# Gm | Cm A# Ebmaj2/Dm Gm
Aligning with fascists and traditionalists
Rhetoric, filled with hateful wordplay and
Bio-essentialist bloody misogyny
They put reproductive rights up to debate
Their alliances with fundamentalists long betray
Their motivation as hate, their mission assimilation
Into the patriarchal cistem they despise only in name
Their lies and deception strengthening its foundation
But despite their threats, and attacks
We will keep resistin'
Their attempts at discreditation,
Campaigns of death-wishes and misinformation
Libelous and vilifying studies and news articles
Rhetoric facilitating subjugation, instigating
Everyday violence, institutional rollback
Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista
Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista
Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista
Green, white, purple
Rot in HELL
It's stochastic terrorism built from disinformation
Grade-school level biology, elitism white supremacy
Steady opposition along racist, patriarchal lines
To autonomous decision
Manipulating the conversation
Just like they've learned from their best friends
The Alt-Right, fascist trolls and antifeminist Incel edgelords
The greenhouse to their arguments
And bio-essentalist esoteric conjectures
Green, white, purple
Rot in HELLL
Spinning tales of their persecution
In their interviews on national news
Spitting patronizing, otherizing, disjointed echoed talking points
So desperate to be bigoted, up to any grammatical gymnastics
To insist
On sexist dichotomies, deeply anchoring
Invalidation of our existence
In the fucking debate on, objectification of
Our lives, bodies and pain
Self-determination, actuality, And actualization
Alerta Alerta
AntiTERFista
Alerta Alerta
AntiTERFista
Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista
Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista
Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista
Green, white, purple
Rot in HELL
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2. |
Down With Cis
03:23
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Claim our fights, but only include us
When we're perfectly in line/with your binaristic liberation narratives
Claim our fights, yet act paralyzed
At the sight of the exact exclusion we've for decades decried
We finally started pushing back/While the dormant essentialism rears its ugly head
Now ya never know who the fuck to trust
The knives in our backs too heavy to see
If there's light coming up
Then you point at the fascists
That we protest
Who're open about their fucking hatred
Well, that's the handful of extremists
No we ain't the problem
But go on to
Police the shape of bodies and sexuality
Where norms prevail we'll never, ever be free
Where experience and identity
Are under constant scrutiny
As patriarchal categorizations run free
Discourses that keep coming back
Round with new ways of sounding progressive
But still the same cissexist urge to exclude
Those who don't belong nowhere
cause yea whatever, things take time
But that's no less terrifying
Looking at the various lifetimes already spent in struggle
The lives lost in the rubble
So I don't wanna hear your pseudo-feminist babble!!
We finally started pushing back
As the dormant essentialism rears its ugly head
Now ya never know who the fuck to trust
The knives in our backs too heavy to see
If there's light coming up
Cissies fightin' to keep their right
To kick us out when ever they like
Too feminine
Not feminine enough
Drawing lines in the sand
Universalize, Divide and separate
But there's no fucking debate
Ya ain't critical
Your just turds painted red, so
SHUT THE FUCK UP
Now some of these lines have been said a thousand times
So I keep coming back, asking if there's a point in me writing these rhymes
So I'll try my best to stand and fight in solidarity
With our most persecuted sibs, and all those downtrodden who might feel Some of these words
No pride without a riot, no pride with the police
Under the wings of the state, we'll never ever be free
Corporations vague declarations of diversity
Can go down the drain, we'll smash ur windows instead
Loot ur warehouses and set
Your officers ablaze
Cause there's no liberation
In assimilation
Let's be impatient
For destruction and creation
We finally started pushing back
As the dormant essentialism rears its ugly head
Now ya never know who the fuck to trust
The knives in our backs too heavy to see
If there's light coming up
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3. |
Pink-Black Scene
01:46
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(instrumental)
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4. |
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chords:
verse: A Em B C | A Em B C/Ab
instr.: A B C C | A B C Ab | A B C | F# B/C/Ab
Once upon a time
I never wanted to fight
Why waste the energy if I
Could create, explore my mind
Was I just sheltered in subculture?
Cause with every day I grew up
Could see more and more bootlickers
Trying their damn hardest to chew up
Any community
Whose existence offends their trist reality
Whose liberation is incompatible
With a constructed status-quo
trying to frame their genocidal crusade
For the power of those most to be disdained
Hierarchies
As anything but selfish, self-centered crap
Friends lost to the haze of bigotry
Virtual spaces normalizing misogyny
Hate informed by tirades and memes
Antisemitic, transphobic nonsense screeds
Deriding all those for whom there's no room
In those rigid, privileged world views
Spurting absurd attacks at peeps
I always knew deep down to be
my sibs and comrades
And now one of us is murdered on the street
Almost every fucking week
The disgust and hate for those whining edgelords that I've always held
proving so much more justified than I'd ever hoped
So once, and for the rest of time
I know to, and will be
Ready to fight
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5. |
None But One
02:27
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chords:
main verse prog: Dm A# C Dm ('and exist' - C Am Dm)
alt. verse: A# C Am Dm
chorus: A# C Am Dm | Dm A# C Dm
fast bridgdey part: A# A C Dm
instrumentals: A#/A A#/A A#/A Dm C (after chorus)
A#/A A#/A C Am (after 2nd verse)
I'll never raise a finger for this state
Nor the economy, gamification fantasy
An intricate excuse to steal, disguise the march of blood and steel
I'll never raise no finger for no state
None but one for every target macho cop
I'll never raise a finger for this state
And the ghouls that lie right to our face
Promising crumbs, yet poison them
Call it only fair and a concession
when damning queers' participation
I'll never raise a finger for this fucking state
None but one for cops, laws and authority
I'll never raise no finger for no state
None but one for every target nazi cop
No I'll only raise my fist in righteous rage
At cops and TERFs and nazis and state
No I'll only raise my fist in righteous rage
Don't wanna turn the page from fear of what awaits
But just like raids and arrests
No witch hunt or institutions will hold us back
We'll give the cistems' searchlights no rest
And exist
You won't give us
self-determination
so we'll orchestrate your
expiration x2
I'll never raise no finger for no state
None but one ffor every fascist bootlickin' cop
Unintelligible for eternity
Until inevitably we'll break free
And give the cistems' searchlights no rest
And exist
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