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Verse 1
A Shutzstaffel of privilege for the digital age
Ingrained for generations
To serve and protect our original sin
Some hide in plain sight in pale armor
Some hide in blue lights and Kevlar
Two shades of color, two brands of justice
Chorus
Tears bring only canisters to fill our eyes again
His breath drew only emptiness
An innocent lost life reflected
In the kaleidoscope of shattered glass
Remove the knee pressed to the neck for eight and forty-six
Verse 2
Black and blue in the face of a tragedy, a travesty (A travesty)
A tree and noose behind the badge
A sheep’s disguise, followed happily
We were blind to the struggle of ages
Our eyes open, we fight what they trained us
United colors, united resistance
Chorus
Tears bring only canisters to fill our eyes again
Our breaths bring only noxious gas
A million lost lives are reflected
In the kaleidoscope of shattered glass
Remove the knee pressed to the neck for 400 years
Bridge
Don't start no shit (Won’t be no shit)
Don't wrestle the pig cause the pig lives for it
Don't start no shit (Won’t be no shit)
They enforce a code but don’t follow it
Don't start no shit (Won’t be no shit)
They chose their color, but you exist in it
Don't start no shit (Won’t be no shit)
We formed this hell. You’re living through it
Chorus
Tears bring only canisters to burn our eyes again
(Say their names)
Our breaths bring only noxious gas
A million lost lives are reflected (take back) (these streets)
In the kaleidoscope of shattered glass (we keep)(us safe)
(See a new way)
A choking world resists arrest
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Meskales - Escapar
03:03
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Hoy me desperté y en la ventana esa nube gris. Otra mañana vuelve a comenzar, mi mente unida en la soledad. Sigo atrapado en la obscuridad de mi alma, tantos problemas si que eh perdido la calma.
Sigo cayendo al vacío y buscando la manera de escapar de está realidad, está heridas que me hacen desangrar de entre las sombras hoy quiero escapar.
Prechorus
Quiero escapar y gritar que la vida es una fiesta
Quiero escapar por que hoy. Nada me interesa.
Hoy quiero brindar
Hoy quiero gritar
Hoy quiero escapar de está realidad.
Hoy quiero brindar
Hoy quiero bailar
Hoy quiero escapar de está realidad.
Hoy quiero brindar por qué la vida es así
No siempre la vida es rosa hoy lo descubrí
No queda más que bailar en la tormenta
Un abrazo para continuar con esta fiesta
En la sonrisa se esconde el dolor y la verdad es la llave al corazón
Quiero escapar y gritar que la vida es una fiesta
Quiero escapar por que hoy. Nada me interesa.
Hoy me desperté.
Y en la ventana esa nube gris.
(Translation)
I woke up today and I saw gray cloud through the window. Another morning begins again. my mind drowned in loneliness. I'm still trapped in the darkness of my soul, so many problem that I have lost my calm. I keep falling into the abyss and looking for a way to escape from this reality, wounds that make me bleed. I want to scape from darkness.
Prechorus
Today I want to escape and scream that life it's a party.
I want to escape because today I care about nothing.
Today I want to toast
Today I want to scream
Today I want to escape from this reality.
Today I want to toast
Today I want to dance
Today I want to escape from this reality.
A toast to life. This is the way it is.
Life is not always perfect, it shouldn't be perfect. I discovered that today.
There is nothing left but to dance under the storm. A hug to continue with this party, behind that smile there's pain hiding and the Truth is the key to happiness and to free your soul.
today I want to escape and scream that life it's a party
I want to escape because today I care about nothing.
I woke up today and I saw gray cloud through the window.
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Dicen que vaya por las noches
Combatiendo la corrupción y desigualdad
Nadie en el barrio le conoce
Pero responde con el nombre del Skawboy,
Oi!
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Meskales - Pop Song
03:02
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Verse 1: sentado aquí pensando que escribir.
A quien le importa lo que tenga que decir.
Puedo contarte mil historias.
Pero todo lo que diga siempre suele fracasar.
Britch: mejor me apaño una canción pop, algún hoy de los 80s, cualquier cosa que me ayude a pagar todas mis cuentas.
Only looking for attention, not some Grand invention new style in this music scene, it's obscene.
Britch:
Verse 2: canciones de amor no se me dan, pero tengo que escribir algo que me haga popular.
Puedo contarte mil historias, pero todo lo que escribo siempre suele fracasar.
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Courtesy of Tim Madison, Wisconsin
Lots of horns and ska stuff with some not-ska stuff.
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