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Nightcrawler
01:22
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Nightcrawler
I search this concrete maze to try and find my way back home
If you follow the fence by the railroad tracks, you’ll find out what goes down tonight
But you keep coming back to this, broken city soaked in piss
As the cigarette falls to the floor, the race for the lockout begins
But you keep coming back to this, place I don’t reminisce
No regret for the choice I have made, never to living a life of decay
As the twilight descends to black
It’s pulled you in you aren't coming back
Four walls mark the city’s edge
The barriers that hold in the living dead
As the aggression leaks into my mind, evaporating my common sense
Forgo any code of honour, I’ll do the talking with my fists
As the night descends to day, watch the nightcrawlers fade away
When we come to the bitter end, I can say I did my fucking best
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Desperado
03:21
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This wasteland is my home
Ocean and sand makes these bones
Salt soaked blood keeps me carrying on
As the ocean is singing my song
When I’m down I feel worlds away
Has me longing for better days
But I still hear that ocean singing my song
And it keeps me carrying on
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Pioneers
03:53
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Please sit for the coronation, bells ring for the new retractor
Preparation for the deconstruction, of a broken nation, with a people fractured
We fucked with a heart of gold, or was it a crown of thorns?
Fed tales of perseverance, truth too dark for story boards
The sun burns through the scars, our feet boil in the sand
How did we end up here? In a stolen nation, with caretakers abandoned
I never knew that we could be so cold
They never knew we could be so cold
Oh father tell me oh why have you wronged me?
Like my father before his father before him
I always wanted to be the first
Are we a blessing or a curse?
In the soil lies generations, valleys echo with ancient voices
Diesel engine penetration, heralds the excavation, of an ancient culture
As the spirits traverse the land, deposit the souls of unborn children
Waiting eternally, in the caves and rivers, to be born again
White ghosts plague a haunted nation, grey men in a house of fiction
Proclaiming that a peoples birth right, is not a rite of passage, fucking lifestyle choices
I can’t believe us, I can’t stay quiet
I cannot stand back and witness cultural violence
I always wanted to be the first
Are we a blessing or a curse?
They never knew that we could be so cold
I never knew that we could be
Drive back the pioneers
I want to raise my voice, I want to bear my teeth
I want to give volume to those who are choked with silent screams
I will not be a witness, confined to the bleachers
As our government spits on the aborigine and proclaims them as leeches
They never knew that we could be so cold
I never knew that we could be so cold
Drive back the pioneers
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