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Leave Behind
01:49
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You depend on our silence
But silence is not consent
Profiteering on problems you've caused
Manufacturing discontent
We remain unfazed
Hoping for peace but supporting each other.
Your fatalism
Your jingoism
Opportunism
Just part of the crap we'll leave behind
You've privatized our dilemmas until
There's nothing that's truly free
Reinstituting the tyrants who fell
On the wrong side of history
We remain unswayed
Praying for peace but defending each other.
Your fatalism
Your jingoism
Opportunism
Just part of the crap we'll leave behind
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Talk 'til you're blue in the face. Preach on with one eye blinded, blinkered to protect yourself from any real perspective. Echo your grandparents' prejudice, but cover it up with a thin veneer of social justice so others look bad if they call you out. Keep it all abstract. Don't worry about the suffering of others. Justify it. It'll make you look better. Seek only the answers you want to find, find only what you're looking for, and whatever you get say it was what you were looking for in the first place.
But might I say, I was a teenage anglophone.
Create a false dichotomy of assimilation, then strew the path behind you with pitfalls and pratfalls for everyone but you. Compel everyone else to conform to your split-level views. Set every word a witch-hunt trap to manipulate those around you into positions of inadequacy, vulnerability. Then use their weakness to make you feel strong. Kick 'em in the crotch! Stab 'em in the back! Hit 'em where it hurts! COERCE.
But might I say, I was a teenage anglophone.
You keep telling me how smart you are. You tell everyone how smart you are. You go on and on about how smart you are, but the things you say are so dumb. Oblivious to the world around you, you plow on ahead like it all belongs to you. High-centered between two worlds, I "go along to get along." When we disagree, I do it carefully, because I know what you're capable of. You can pretend you're justified, you can pretend to be rational, but I can see right through you. And I am not impressed.
But might I say, I was a teenage anglophone.
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Land of Nod
02:02
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