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Maybe I should eat my dog,
Maybe you should eat your cat,
Maybe we should feed 'em our children first,
Nothing as Swift as that

Cuz they say we're runnin’ outta time,
I say they're runnin’ outta breath,
When they say if we’re not served to each other
Then one day soon there won’t be nothin’ left

So maybe we should love the Bomb,
Maybe we should hate ourselves,
Maybe none of it is worth it,
Or maybe they can go to Hell

Don’t pretend you don’t know where it’s going,
Don’t pretend that you don’t understand,
That even though everyone’s served at the slaughter,
It doesn’t mean they wanna serve man

Just give me something to believe,
Something credible,
I wanna live in reality
But I'm not giving up my humanity to you

Just give me something I can see,
Something relevant,
I wanna keep all my sanity
But I don't wanna become a casualty of truth

So maybe I should eat the bugs,
And maybe you should take your meds,
Maybe we're all really heating up the planet,
So now we gotta freeze to death

Maybe we should turn against our fathers
And maybe we should euthanize our moms,
Maybe if you wanna vision of the future,
You're either wearin’ boots or gettin’ stomped

But maybe it’s all too late,
Maybe it’s all our fault,
Maybe if we don’t stand up to the menace
They’ll crush us in the weight of the assault

Don’t pretend we don’t deserve it
Don’t pretend we never had a chance
And if you find yourself sittin’ at the table
Don’t pretend you ever served man

Rage-filled, blackpilled,
Sad, mad and hateful
Sometimes it all seems so futile

Shake up, break down,
Stand up, sit down,
Who's John Galt and is he real?

Take a stand or take it in,
No heroes but there's heroin
And now they've taken all your friends

Giving up and giving in,
They’re going back to sleep again,
Wake them up when November ends…
We’ll end it!

Just give me something to believe,
Nothing relative,
I wanna live objectively
So I'm not giving up my reality to you

They just want something more to sleep
Calming sedative
I face the world with my open eyes
Cuz the nightmare isn't confined to my dreams

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from Amnesty and the Irrational, released November 12, 2022

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American Thought Criminal Knoxville, Tennessee

Dissident music from a punk band that leaves the distortion to the amplifiers and not in the lyrics. Pro-human, anti-globalist rock.

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