All the fucking worries that i've had around
I'll never sell myself to a white man
Protection means nothing without my control
Burning me slowly my youth becomes theirs
Use my fucking time that i've given you
I don't have a choice in this white life
We don't even matter to the colonists
The past is always present even in our eyes
They're only friendly to me or so you thought
Another reason to live away from them
I don't want to grow up in a white time
A place where they take credit for the things you do
So many fucked up perspectives
So many fucked up relations
It's hard to fake a smile when you're one of us
Tell me to my face that i'm just a spic
A brown piece of shit who means nothing
You'll make me get out of your country
There's no slack in this EP. It blasts into under-three-minute thrash that would have anchored an awesome 80's MRR comp. Perfection. Give the gift of Hardcore Zorn to your loved ones this holiday season! eric F
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