1. |
Sustenance
03:24
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Substances for sustenance
makes zero sense
But it certainly helps with
killing the pain
And wasting a little time
It takes a hell of a lot to get up and go to work
for something you don't even care for.
And it breaks you day by day til
you're on the floor,
Wondering how you got so low.
It haunts my brain
My lack of sense
And ability to focus
every day,
my attention span deteriorates.
If my body's a temple
then I've lost the keys somewhere
I swear I can't find them,
and I swear I'm not hiding.
But that's a fucking lie,
I hide every time I've gotta display reliability,
I'm always running too late,
where am I going anyway?
It haunts my brain
My lack of sense
And ability to focus
every day,
my attention span deteriorates
and worsens.
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2. |
Kill The Dream
02:42
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I choose to lose
cos i'm so useless
focused on the negatives
that have me foolish to believe
it's just me, not my overthinking and apathy.
it makes up the perfect recipe
for disastrous habits and agony
and my fucked up routine, it's killing me,
it's killing us.
if I choose to stay,
maybe I'll get involved,
kill the dream, embrace routine,
fuck ever tryna be happy.
petty overreactions,
to meaningless situations,
are the bane of the accumulation
of me, as a person,
the smallest of problems,
will make me lose my patience
and though my mates don't notice,
my family know this.
يما حبيبتي
الله يخليكي
والله يهديني
انشالله يسمحني
على اخطائي
وعلى أفكاري
كلش بالماضي
أنا عايش ابراسي
أنا عايش ابراسي
كلو عل فاذي
أنا ذابح حالي
أنا ذابح حالي ليش؟
أنا ذابح حالي ليش؟
أنا ذابح حالي ليش؟
it's all in my head
if I choose to stay
maybe I'll get involved
kill the dream, embrace routine,
fuck ever tryna be happy.
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3. |
One Time
02:37
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What am I to do now
that my jar is empty again?
I filled it up 4 times in the last month
I need another re-up for my head
Cos I gotta keep my braincells numb
I don't wanna speak a single word
I need something to keep me distracted
From the thoughts that freak me out
When I close my eyes
I see patterns of demise
running through my mind
With no end in sight
I lie awake at night
think about dark times
until the sun starts to rise
And the rain pours down outside
it can never decide
We all share the same pain
We cope in different ways
Some find the book
Some drink it all away
Balance is not easy to attain
When we suppress the things
that eat us up all day
Filling up with hate
Swear to god
there's a better way to exist
When I close my eyes
I see patterns of demise
running through my mind
With no end in sight
I lie awake at night
think about dark times
until the sun starts to rise
And the rain pours down outside
it can never decide
So I lay my head one time,
Time does not exist
it's just in our heads
so don't stress
if you're feeling sick
or if you're tryna quit
Better days will come
yeah I promise this
You'll find a better way
to feel ok again.
The world's a fucking mess
When I close my eyes
I see patterns of demise
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4. |
Civilised
02:10
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THRU ALL MY HATRED FOR THE WEST
I HAVE TO SHOW THEM RESPECT
FOR IT COULD BE THE DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN MAKING IT HOME
AND A KNIFE TO MY HEAD
COS THAT'S THE WAY IT GOES
THIS LAND AINT MINE IT'S YOURS
I HAVE TO WATCH MY TONE
FOREVER SWITCHING CODE
TO SUIT YOUR COMFORT ZONE
CANT DO THAT SHIT NO MORE
MY RESPECT'S GOTTA BE EARNED
WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE CIVILISED?
WHAT DETERMINES THE VALUE OF A LIFE?
IT'S EITHER MEDIA BIAS OR MEDIA SILENCE
AIN'T NO IN BETWEEN
SWEAR IT'S ALWAYS BEEN SO MAD TO ME
THE WAY THEY LIE TO US SO BLATANTLY
JUST LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO SHIREEN
GO READ ABOUT DIER YASSIN
FOR OVER 70 YEARS
THEY'VE TRIED TO ERASE MY HISTORY
WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE CIVILISED?
WHAT DETERMINES THE VALUE OF A LIFE?
(TELL ME)
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5. |
Apathy (ft. Stu Daly)
02:31
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My identity
Is not up for debate
If you can't filter your hate
Such a spit in the face.
To call it a safe space
When i've never felt safe
Go forth hang your head in shame.
Cos you don't give a fuck
Until we make a fuss
Then you pretend you're lost.
Go ahead and tick your box
Show all your friends you're woke
Your fragility's a joke.
You never wanted to learn
You only wanna be seen
my trauma is not for sale
compose yourself
Money talks
Listen close
You can hear it in the sound of their screams
Free them all
Free the land,
Swear I see it every night in my dreams.
Wake up every morning
To atrocities on my screen
Another child funeral
Funded by your apathy
You never wanted to learn
You only wanna be seen
My trauma is not for sale
compose yourself
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6. |
Hydrate / Daily Habits
02:48
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UNLEARN THE PATTERNS
WE PICK UP OVER TIME
THE ONES THAT DETERMINE
HOW WE CHOOSE TO LIVE OUR LIVES
THEY COME FROM OUR SURROUNDINGS
SUBCONCIOUS EXCERCISE
THEY BUILD UP OUR BEHAVIOURS
OUR VIEWPOINT COMPROMISED
STOP BELIEVING YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH
TAKE IT DAY BY DAY
AND HYDRATE
TAKE DEEP BREATHS
GET REST, TAKE STEPS
IF YOU MUST, GET HELP.
(SHOULDA TOLD MYSELF)
(IT PULLS ME BACK DOWN)
(IT PULLS ME BACK DOWN)
(IT PULLS ME BACK DOWN)
DAILY HABITS
CONSISTING OF
SUBSTANCES
PROCRASTINATING
UNHEALTHY WAYS
TO AVOID REAILTY
THE WORLD IS FUCKED
PEOPLE HATE EACH OTHER'S GUTS
BUT WHAT AM I TO DO?
WE ALL HAVE PROBLEMS
THAT WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO SOLVE
HOW DO I COPE THRU LIFE
WHEN I KNOW IT'S CRUEL?
(IT PULLS ME BACK DOWN)
I JUST GET BACK UP AND TRY AGAIN
IT PULLS ME BACK DOWN
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7. |
Avoiding Everything
03:26
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Ain’t shit changed since the day I said “I need improvement”,
And If I said it, then I meant it,
but I chose to avoid
it till I found out I had nothing left,
to hide, to share, to find, to care,
about myself or anything,
and yeah I learned a lot over the years,
it's just taking long to implement
Progress is conflict,
to be honest, I lost it.
The world is so damn strange,
It left me exhausted
Grasping my house keys on the way home,
Cos the world outside is so damn cold,
And people are not disposable,
Which is why I should learn how to be reliable
Progress is conflict,
to be honest, I lost it.
The world is so damn strange,
It left me exhausted
Llife’s more beautiful than you can imagine,
but you’re too damn busy always fucking digging,
And always looking for excuses to stay in,
Avoiding everything is not your only option
Progress is conflict,
to be honest, I lost it.
The world is so damn strange,
It left me exhausted
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8. |
ليش
01:06
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يما حبيبتي
الله يخليكي
والله يهديني
انشالله يسمحني
على اخطائي
وعلى أفكاري
كلش بالماضي
أنا عايش ابراسي
أنا عايش ابراسي
كلو عل فاذي
أنا ذابح حالي
أنا ذابح حالي ليش؟
أنا ذابح حالي ليش؟
أنا ذابح حالي ليش؟
it's all in my head
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9. |
Chemstrains
02:33
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you know it's hard to please
everyone you meet
& everyone you see
don't bother honestly
and never compromise
your personality
or your integrity
just to be heard or seen
I try my best just to stay lowkey
avoid and ignore,
my eyes are glued to the floor.
and I know I'm not as cold as I seem,
I just keep pushing people away from me.
What will it ever take
to find the will to get out of bed?
Maybe all the chemstrains
have melted my damn brain
cos I've got nothing left to say.
Wanna find inner peace,
and practice honesty,
and learn to listen and conversate
and make eye contact properly.
And self respect is key,
so how foolish of me
to ever think I was good to others
when I treated myself so fucking poorly.
I sunk so low I felt the gravity,
hated every atom that made up my anatomy
pulled my weight and got out eventually, only barely.
What will it ever take
to find the will to get out of bed?
Maybe all the chemstrains
have melted my damn brain
cos I've got nothing left to say.
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10. |
I Hope You Do
00:20
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tryyyyyyyy aaaaaagain
ain't no harm in tryyyyyyying agaiiiin
just recognise what might try
to terrify you late at night
iiiiiiii hoooooope you dooooo
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11. |
Try Again
02:44
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NOWHERE TO BE FOUND OR SEEN
ISOLATE MYSELF LOST IN THESE DREAMS
AND I'M TRYNA FIND A BETTER ROUTINE
COS THE ONE I'VE GOT IS NO GOOD FOR ME
SICK OF BAD DAYS THEY'RE EATING ME UP
TRY AGAIN
AIN'T NO HARM IN TRYING AGAIN
JUST RECOGNISE WHAT MIGHT TRY
TO TERRIFY YOU LATE AT NIGHT
I HOPE YOU DO
MAKES ZERO SENSE
TO WASTE MY LIFE AWAY MAKING YOU PROFIT
SO FUCK IT
I'LL JUST DO AS I AM TOLD I'LL BE YOUR PUPPET
TRY AGAIN
AIN'T NO HARM IN TRYING AGAIN
JUST RECOGNISE WHAT MIGHT TRY
TO TERRIFY YOU LATE AT NIGHT
I HOPE YOU DO
MAKES ZERO SENSE
TO WASTE MY LIFE AWAY MAKING YOU PROFIT
SO FUCK IT
I'LL JUST DO AS I AM TOLD
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12. |
Concrete
04:45
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Excitedly she says
"we're getting married next week"
with a tear in her eye,
cos nothing's ever guaranteed.
HIs lip trembles as he replies,
"Our love is stronger than the concrete keeping us apart"
Picked up his bag and ventured out,
not knowing if he'll make it back.
A couple days go by,
parks up his bike and gets in line,
it's always packed around this time,
Qalandiya, caged in like mice.
He makes it to the end of the line,
but left his ID back on site,
the soldiers wasted no time,
they beat him black and blue and blind.
Locked him up without a trial,
it could be years until he's tried.
Our fate's not for them to decide,
our existence is divine.
Say our resistance is a crime
Step on our necks and ruin lives
Some of us don't get to turn five.
Break down the check points
Plant the trees.
Reclaim our sense of dignity
They wanna keep us on our knees
they'll never fucking succeed
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