#until we're dead

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Star Fucking Hipsters - Only Sleep

for all the people, places, and times come and gone.

an endless flaming turning fire, the setting sun that rises higher the beautiful bright blinding light, that never quite turns into night our hearts can fly and freely there, our minds can breathe such precious air

to all my fine fair weather friends, good tidings are all I can send I forgive you though you never knew, just what it was you put me through

and to all my enemies the same, your obsessions kept my in this game and according to this life I've led, i should have lost more than my head, and on the edge that tilts so steep, I dream awake only of sleep

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Star Fucking Hipsters - Death Or Fight

it can happen here

what’s the cause of our discontent? we’re dissidents that scream dissent will we let the pigs break down our doors, or fight ‘em back, against the anti-poor?

these darkened days will corner us all and stuck behind the penitentiary walls we’ll have to choose our death or fight, we’ll have to stand up for human right

[stormyphoenix]

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Star Fucking Hipsters - Snitch to the Suture

and in the not too distant future, every snitch rips out a stitch picking at the sores that never heal our so called friends keep dropping dimes, so we'll get fucked and doing time cause all your friends got caught and now they're gonna make a deal

[stormhitnoflash]

Until We’re Dead

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Star Fucking Hipsters - Immigrants and Hypocrites 

the arbitrary border stands, a line of blood through stolen lands that little flag upon your sleeve shows us you’re stupid and naive

or maybe you believe the lies, through beady ignoramus eyes it’s no surprise you’re outta luck, your mama raised a stupid fuck

oh yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah we’ll all sleep when we’re dead

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Star Fucking Hipsters - Two Cups of Tea

video courtesy of C-Squat cam

fair weather friend, it’s on you I do depend all the mountains we climb crumble into sands of time no mail to send, to fair weather friend

anxiety, another gift from you to me and so everything fails, my bleeding bitten fingernails sore as can be, with anxiety

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Star Fucking Hipsters - Empty Lives

I say to you, just try to change empty minds can fill again we’re not doomed by any fate, and it can never be too late

unless you die, like all my friends meeting silent, jaded ends then a lesson might be learned, you can fade away and burn the two are not exclusive things, but the sorrow that they bring it can jade us all to hate, ‘cause empty lives don’t devastate