I'd be lying awake Hypothesizing about everything I didn't do today Expecting the light of day break While spinning out about everone I didn't get to see Is it their choice or my lack of connectivity That logic, inherent to everyones mind except mine So let's scrape out the last baggy, hold the bottle up for the last drip So we can sleep another night And can take tare of all that nonsense tomorrow Let's take care of all that nonsense Tomorrow I remember still, so vividly, feels like the essence of sobriety Those shitty scenarios, their occurence out of my control but HEY, not like anything changed The constant need for escalation, for its own sake, out of impatience The regular fear of deprecation, scratch up what's left to feed to craving So often shape a backdrop, to the ever ticking clock Counting any possible cause of pain and despair Any imaginable path to what I finally can't bear So let's scrape out the last baggie, hold the bottle up for the last drip So we can live another day And can take care of all that nonsense tomorrow Let's take care of all that nonsense Tomorrow Cause in a worls, built around exploitation Loyalty to church, corporations and nation Those in power will always apply pressure To deny any self-expression So we'll need some help to tune down those distractions So let's scrape out the last baggye, hold the bottle up for the last drip So we can live another day And can take care of all that nonsense tomorrow Let's screw that fucking nonsense Tomorrow

Death and flames, to the Vioelence glimming its presence into Every hour of our lives Any walk through the streets Which we should call ours For every attempt at Traumatising teens For every attack on the Spaces where we feel free Can get a moment to breath For reflection on the persona Connecting with your next of kin Learning from everyone and Organising Direct action Against all the other Bullshit And against you cause A C A T You should be playing Roulette all over town Expect more than just Paintbombs (x4) and rocks From Breonna, to Maria, to Oury Your fucking murderers, and don't you forget That we'll take revenge first one by one, and then all at once When we squat houses Vacant, rotting away To find new rooms for our creative and social Self-organized spaces to stay You say we're breaking the law While you take any minor excuse to break Into peoples houses, smash up flats On your obvious coke trips, living out fantasies Of personal, self-enforced ordern and supremacy Never shy to take aim The latest divitrified bank The latest Dented cop car Won't be the last You should be playing Roulette all over town Expect more than just Paintbombs (x4) and rocks Expect to be playing Roulette all over town

Falling raindrops on the tarp Above the fire that keeps us warm As on the treetops, in the houses Each others bodies do To utopia and dread Alike, we look ahead Tread on those dilluting laws While falling trees and the noise of chainsaws Are coming closer everyday As it's nature on which they prey Simply living into the day We never know what we'll do tomorrow Only that we'll have stories to tell Of fighting, and caring To the wind rustling through the tarp Above the fire, that keeps us warm And we heat our cacao on And that dries out clothes While we're singing till we're sick Of the few songs that we know Living and dreaming of Liberty, wildness and siblinghood Living together, fighting the isolation Of commercial ineterests and hierarchical expectations Fighting together, for each and every tree For a live in consideration of every living thing Falling raindrops on the tarp Above the fire that keeps us warm As on the treetops in the houses Each other bodies do Living and dreaming of Liberty, wildness and siblinghood Living together, fighting the isolation Of commercial ineterests and hierarchical expectations Fighting together, for each and every tree For a live in consideration of every living thing They tore down all of the tarp Above the fire that keeps us warm Now we sleep every night Only till the first sunlight Accompanied by chainsaws and screams marching police, through our home Where there used to be tree are now standing machines Of murder, destruction, Violence and eviction Some of metal, some of flesh All of them, I wanna see smashed TO PIECES

Riesige Bagger zerwühlen die Erde Giftige Wolken verdunkeln das Licht Mag uns auch Knast und die Krätze erwarten Zerstörung und Ausbeutung wollen wir nicht Auf auf meine Freunde Steigt of die Bäume Wir machen schluss mit der Rodungssaison Auf die Barrikaden, auf die Barrikaden Für die anarchistische Revolution Auf die Barrikaden, auf die Barrikaden Für die anarchistische Revolution Für Freiheit und Wildheit, Geschwisterlichkeit Steht auf unseren Fahnen in Schwarz und Grün Die Farben des Waldes, des Zorns und der Liebe Schwarz-grüne Fahnen der Emanzipation Die Farben des Waldes, des Zorns und der Liebe Schwarz-grüne Fahnen der Emanzipation Schüchterne Menschen, erkennt eure Stärken Befreit auch aus der Isolation Haltet fest zusammen, haltet fest zusammen Für die anarchistische Revolution Haltet fest zusammen, haltet fest zusammen Für die anarchistische Revolution Massive Machines cut straigth through the forest Poisonous gas clouds darken the sun May we be awaiting prison and the scabies Destruction and exploitation, we will not accept Go on, my friends Climb the trees We'll put and end to the clearing season To the barricades, to the barricades For the anarchist revolution To the barricades, to the barricades For the anarchist revolution For freedom and wildness, siblinghood Say our flags in black and green The colours of the forest, anger, and love Black-green flags of emancipation The colours of the forest, anger, and love Black-green flags of emancipation Diffident people, recognize your strengths Free yourselves from the isolation Hold together tightly, hold together tightly For the anarchist revolution Hold together tightly, hold together tightly For the anarchist revolution.

Those months Did they pass like days Escaping into daydreams, craziness Fiction, making it more real Than my own lifes mess Unreality, the excuse for carelessness I can't be selfish, I hate myself Those months Did they pass like years Wishing these fleeting feelings back Never letting go, still closing off Be it old or new, despair and self-deprecation Maybe -determination seething through every crack Between me, my aching heart Or is it head from hitting it against the wall And all that could or couldn't be