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Under The Knife

from Labor Vita, Necesse Mori by hitbox

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lyrics

I'm so fucking angry and I can't help it
Used to think it was just me that was sick but
Every day just reconfirming that it's justified
To want to shed my skin and crush this place beneath my feet

Death to the pig fuckers who rub our nose in shit

I'm too poor to escape from my shell
Too scared to express who I am
By design we're held in place by the throat
By design we're too afraid to burn it all down
By design we fall apart to infighting
By design we cannot form community

Blatant hate on display
Violence in apathy
Highest powers in the world hellbent on stripping our rights away
And somehow people still
Bury their heads in sand but
It's only getting worse and I've been scared for so damn long

Flames to a fascist flag
Not much left to lose but so much we can gain if we can just cast the fear away, if we
Can purify in flame
Make monsters examples of what the fuck can happen if we break the neck above the boot

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from Labor Vita, Necesse Mori, released December 15, 2023

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