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Jury Duty
02:06
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Do you question the nature of your reality, with everything you believe?
Or have you perceived how you've been deceived in all the things you've been through?
All the shit, the shit that's been fed to you, you digest all you can
Didn't bat an eye, didn't raise a hand, thinking it was all in their plan
Too scared to speak, let alone stand
Anything you do you're scared who's watching you
Times is fucked up and everything is screwed
This life is warfare and you don't know what to do
We're living in gangster times
The way life is going it's either do or die
We're blinded, blinded by so much
Nothing gets better, only worse
Do the math, your hopes and dreams
Do the ends justify the means?
I can feel it coming down the line
It's breathing down my neck: the end of time
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All The Things
03:16
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Plastered faces, all I see
Crooked suits in luxury
Stuck in the middle, trying to be me
But how do I find my place to be?
Profits and power, fortune and fame
Anyway you look at it your life's a game
Fill my eyes with emptiness
The classes clash with pain and stress
The rotten apple never sleeps
Sirens never silenced, liberty's tired and weak
All I see is misery
In all the things that I could be
All the things that I could be
Weigh me down, want to watch me sink
I attempt to keep my sanity
Maybe one day find my life's complete
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Dying In The Streets
02:48
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"Speech in my hammer bang the world
Into shape now let it fall"
So much going on, things falling apart
About to be a third world war
Innocent people dying in the streets
With no repercussion and no one's guilty
Life is hard but death is harder
There's no signs of peace, just murder in the streets
You ask me why I'm so angry
Just take a look around and ask me again
Life is confusing at this point
Seems like the world is gonna end
With each day I've given up hope
So much going on, man I can't cope
Flooded every minute with non stop shit
Todo en este mundo just wants me to quit
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Perception Is Reality
04:20
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Making sure you look good for all to see
Wouldn't be caught dead not looking neat
High pedestal but low self esteem
The amount of on-lookers is all that you need
Paint yourself a life that you want em to see
Under all the colors? Insecurity
Perception is reality
All that's left is smoke and mirrors, nothing's real these days
We put ourself in front of the camera, we put ourselves on the stage
Behind the scenes they mold us, shape us just like clay
The box around our eyes controls us every day
When the act's done and the credits have rolled
What will your fuckin' life's story have told?
Perception is reality
In the time you have left you gotta make a change
The way you frame the life you have, all that shit's deranged
Perception is reality
Perception is your fuckin' reality
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Born Sinner New York, New York
Bryan Valdivia - Vocals
Conor Hickey - Guitar
Darren Nanos - Bass
Jason Bolen - Drums
Kathi Ko -
Guitar/Leads
October 22nd, 2021
w/Militarie Gun, Spice, Vanity
at Trans Pecos
915 Wycoff Ave.
$12-14, 8PM, All Ages
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