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Baby Prison
09:52
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I can't even walk
My only words are baby talk
Lying in the cell
Choking on the smell
Of rotten formula
Us babies have had enough
It's time to break free
We're through being pacified
(At night we'll hear your cries)
Emerge from the dark
Stabbed in the heart
Another dead guard
Shanked with a diaper pin
Imprisoned but for what crimes?
Fight back, no more bedtime
Emerge from the dark
Stabbed in the heart
Another deae guard
Shanked with a diaper pin
Exhausted the riot quells
No more babies trapped in cells
A quick nap, then to the ships
We go home
Our world, a distant dream
A planet of peace and green
Crashing through the baby gates
My brothers and sisters, liberate
Prison guards herd us like cattle
We break free and stab them with our rattles
We crawl free
Baby prison break
We crawl home from our captors
And waist-high baby gates
Now we suck the titty of freedom
Now we crawl home
I want to go home
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Altered Strain
11:14
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Distant memories pulling us to distant worlds
Through space we journey, crawling for truth
Our purpose was slavery, now we make our own
Nostalgia is bringing us back home
And now the battle is won, but not the war
When we find ourselves, we truly win
We win by any means
They stole our sticky luscious jungle
They knew the power within our weeds
Our dank ass weeds
We returned to nothing, a barren desert
They smoked it all
A desert, where nothing lives but our hate
It's thriving
They made us orphans
Bastards with no past
They slashed and burned our jungle planet
Burned up all the plants
We've lost our place in this universe
The future is bleak and sober
There's nothing left
Nothing left
We're broken, left in despair
Hatred turns to sorrow
All at once we mourn
Weeping at our innocence lost
Our tears seep into the ground
And penetrate the spoiled soil
Our pain hydrates dormant seeds
Growing an altered strain
Now, from below the plants grow
And now the planet is green
Once again
But something different
This crop is fire as hell
The power, pumping, into my lungs
Lifting my soul from my body
The power, pumping, into my lungs
So high, so fucking high
Our power grows with our plants
This altered strain puts the other shit to shame
Revenge is soon, they will perish
As the smoke rolls in
Our tears seep into the ground
And penetrate the spoiled soil
Our pain hydrates dormant seeds
It's growing an altered strain
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