All they know is hate
Hate 'til they OD
And all they do is kill
They don't want us to breathe
World for these Nixons
All they got is malaise
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
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
And then they rehearse
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 terrorised
And lynched?
Did they love you when they
Took centuries
Took centuries
To apologise for enslavement?
Are we complacent?
These times hold 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
Bankrupted education system can't find the looter
I blame the house
Soulless body of representatives
Can't feel the flames
Can't feel ghouls and demons
Licking at they flesh, they brains
So we don't rest
Frankenstein Austria
Just another corpse the devil blessed
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'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 split
Bomb-bombing-bombing-imminent
Hate 'til they OD
And all they do is kill
They don't want us to breathe
World for these Nixons
All they got is malaise
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
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
And then they rehearse
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 terrorised
And lynched?
Did they love you when they
Took centuries
Took centuries
To apologise for enslavement?
Are we complacent?
These times hold 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
Bankrupted education system can't find the looter
I blame the house
Soulless body of representatives
Can't feel the flames
Can't feel ghouls and demons
Licking at they flesh, they brains
So we don't rest
Frankenstein Austria
Just another corpse the devil blessed
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'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 split
Bomb-bombing-bombing-imminent
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Album: The Film
lyrics by Moor Mother
music by Sumac and Moor Mother.
I temi affrontati nell’album sono di natura universale: la terra, gli sfollamenti, il clima, i diritti umani e le libertà, la guerra e la pace, l’idea di fuggire dalle numerose forme di violenza e dai sistemi orribili dell’uomo e del suo impero.
Recensione: SUMAC & Moor Mother - The Film