one hundred moving mouths
one thousand flickering screens
all cameras on this moment, and the movement with no path
I was born with a silver spoon firmly in my cheeks
born with a fiery tongue licking at the crown
unread books, they burn better
unwed mothers and their bastard sons
so throw that child to the river
outreached hands will guide her home
meet them at the shoreline
and scorn their unclothed skin
meet them at the shoreline
and scorn their unclothed skin
"you have found our only bridge
on it's way out of town,
you broke its sagging back
and burnt it's tinder bones"
show some skin
you are the means to an end
hold your tongue
the men will guide you home
unread books, they burn better
unwed mothers and their bastard sons
so throw that child to the river
outreached hands will guide her home
so place the right hand on the leather
and the left hand on the spine
these misread pages as my guidance
lips pressed up against the mic
the crowd, they're anxiously awaiting
for this callous and misguided speech
one hundred moving empty mouths
unread books, they burn better
unwed mothers and their bastard sons
so throw that child to the river
outreached hands will guide her home
meet them at the shoreline
and scorn their unclothed skin
meet them at the shoreline
and scorn their virgin skin
~It's easy to forget how much power your words have when you're a position of complete acceptance and privilege. Hiding behind free speech or religion or ignorance is an archaic way of thinking. Be accountable for your words and actions. This song is for those amazing friends and acquaintances that have helped teach me this lesson in the last few years.
I came across this browsing through the feed and am super impressed. This takes me back to good hardcore and forward to new to me good stuff. This album is a lot of fun. VUKARI
A pop-punk compilation benefitting the beloved Club 85 venue in Hertfordshire, UK, featuring contributions from 32 bands. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2020