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10 years later and its still as worse as it ever was. This song was written about poverty stricken rust belt misery. The rich get richer, and the poor become more desperate. When the backbone of American manufacturing is stripped away, for some...crime becomes a part of survival.
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Losing my mind, no hope to be found,
I'm losing my mind, in this city of filth,
a city once proud, now full of fakes and liars.
Too much talk and not enough action,
once a city of dreams, now a city of slime.
Destined to rot, real problems are set aside,
while you pigs line your fucking pockets, as our home...DIES!
People have turned to crime, just to get by,
now I have to watch my back,
we blame you for all this mess,
bar ridden streets unemployment at its highest,
let the big names roll over us.
At the cost of the working class, now the city is dead,
the youth leave by the hundreds, our fucking city is dead.
Expect us to live on minimum fucking wage, while industry is on its deathbed. DIES.....LIES....
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from
2014 TRACKS,
track released February 24, 2014
BEATS & STRATEGYZER:Nate King,
LOW END:Jamison Hixenbaugh,
BULLHORN:Joshua Buck,
AXE GRINDER:Matthew Eldridge,
BUZZSAW:Dustin Dolerhie
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