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WE CAN MAKE IT FIT
05:22
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WE CAN MAKE IT FIT
So you thought this could be it
You wanted to quit
You prayed over it
Was all over it
More than a little bit
Tell your friends about it
Bought by the government
That was the start of it
[ We can make it fit ]
[ We can make it fit ]
And the cause of it
We were born from this
No one cares how it fits
If you're poor, or you're rich
Bought by the government
That was the start of it
And you thought this could be it
And you wanted to quit!
I'll take care of it
Told your friends about it
No time to ponder, and sit
Can't be ashamed of it
I'll take care of it
We don't care how it fits
And so you wanted to quit
We were scorned for this
And you prayed over it
More than a little bit
Be prepared for it
That was the start of it
And the cause of it
You would never quit
Yes you wanted it
Never let go of it
Could never want more of it
Your seven year itch
I was prepared for it
Some gonna snitch
Some gonna tell
Some gonna wish
Some goin' to hell
Some kind of heaven
Some kind of lot
All the things that you haven't got.
The wars for it
Go to bat for it...
Original lyrics by; Alan "Allonymous" Conway © 2018
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WITH THESE THOUGHTS
04:10
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WITH THESE THOUGHTS
I can't talk to myself knowing that you're gone
I can't talk to myself like this
Knowing that it's over.
I can't talk to myself like this
With these thoughts I have.
I can't talk to myself like this
Knowing that I'm wrong.
I can't talk to myself
I can't talk to myself
I can't talk to myself
I can't talk
It's over! It's over!
It's over! It's over!
When I see all those photographs
And it's over, it's over!
The music we used to make inside
Now it's over! Yes it's over!
Think of all the joy we had
Now it's over, now it's over!
We used to fit like a hand, in a glove.
Amd it's over, and it's over!
This time...time
This time...time
I can't talk to myself
I can't talk
I can't talk
I can't talk
I can't talk
Original lyrics by: Alan "Allonymous" Conway © 2018
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GUNS BLESS AMERICA
04:09
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GUNS BLESS AMERICA
You've got to know
How to lock, and load it.
Empty clip, clean, and refill it.
She turned the knob
Entered her home slowly
Intruder alert!
He sat up, and stirred
She shot him calmly
Later to find
It wasn't where she lived.
Guns bless America! Guns bless America!
Guns bless America! Guns bless America!
"Put your hands up!"
"I didn't do nothing!"
"Put your hands up!"
"I was just standing my ground."
"They were never indicted".
"They got off scott free!"
"He was only selling a pack of cigarettes."
"He was just a baby!"
"They had no business being around here anyway"
"What you want me to do man? This is America!"
"This is America!"
He's just a boy
Still believes in Santa Claus
And with his cape, could fly in his own backyard.
The police were called for a disturbance nearby
He reached for his toy
Gun
They shot him 16 times!
"The Senate passed a vote 63 to 37
allowing all American grade school teachers
to arm themselves against any possible threat
of a mass shooting."
Guns bless America! Guns bless America!
Guns bless America! Guns bless America!
Guns bless America! Guns bless America!
Original lyrics by; Alan "Allonymous" Conway © 2018
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PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE DIRT
If you dare look upon your history
Someone fought for you to be
Where you are in these perilous times
Aware heeding the signs.
Peace will continue sitting on his mountain.
Peace won't put out any of your fires.
So go on and riot.
And we gather around, with our hashtags and sounds
And we look to the east
And we know it won't believe us.
If you choose freedom it's not about peace and love
It's about a fight for the human rights
Put your hands in the dirt if you feel it's worth it
Put your hands in the dirt if you feel it's what it's worth
Is it worth it?
Peace will continue sitting on his mountain.
Peace isn't bound by territorial borders.
Put your hands in the dirt and feel what it's worth, is it worth it?
Put your hands in the dirt
Is it worth it?
Put your hands in the dirt and feel what it's worth, is it worth it?
Put your hands in the dirt
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
Some will choose it
Is it worth it?
Some will lose it.
Think about it, one single life the majority will deny.
Synthesize it, if you ain't seen the light
And you think that you're trying.
Won't get by, 'cause you're only dying.
Live a little give more back and be the power
Be the power, be the power.
You can be, decide
If you can read the signs
You can redefine if you allow it.
In other words, destruction's up in your mind
But you find yourself falling, falling behind
'Cause you're trying so hard to keep
It's a Sign Of The Times.
There are Flies On The Windscreen.
There are Lambs For The Slaughter.
If you get things right.
Put your hands in the air?
Put your hands in the dirt.
Original lyrics by; Alan "Allonymous" Conway, & Francesco Virgilio (C) 2017
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GLISTENING LIKE OBSIDIAN
06:40
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GLISTENING LIKE OBSIDIAN
There I was, there I was
Across your field of vision
There I was, there I was
Standing alone on a pinnacle of ideas
That crumbled before me
Had I'd been clairvoyant
I would've seen it from the inside
Glistening like obsidian
And spreading like the Milky Way
Even in hindsight
I would've played out the scene exactly the same!
Pointing fingers, and pinning the blame
Nobody knows my name
Don't you tell me that I create my own reality
I've already affirmed, what I want to see
What I want to see
And this looks like nothing
Like the truth to me
It's getting the best of me
I had to get away from me
There I was, there I was
Standing across your field of vision
There I was, there I was
Standing across your field of vision
Glistening like obsidian
And spreading like the Milky Way
Even in hindsight I would've
Played out the scene exactly the same
Don't you tell me that I...
Don't you tell me..
They held him high in high esteem
My how the foundations crumbled
And the light emitted from his pores
Like strands of gold
A heart so cold
Couldn't feel what they feel
As they sealed him up
As they sealed him up
As they sealed him up
As they sealed him up
Mmm hmmm.
Original lyrics by: Alan "Allonymous" Conway © 2018
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PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE DIRT
If you dare look upon your history
Someone fought for you to be
Where you are in these perilous times
Aware heeding the signs.
Peace will continue sitting on his mountain.
Peace won't put out any of your fires.
So go on and riot.
And we gather around, with our hashtags and sounds
And we look to the east
And we know it won't believe us.
If you choose freedom it's not about peace and love
It's about a fight for the human rights
Put your hands in the dirt if you feel it's worth it
Put your hands in the dirt if you feel it's what it's worth
Is it worth it?
Peace will continue sitting on his mountain.
Peace isn't bound by territorial borders.
Put your hands in the dirt and feel what it's worth, is it worth it?
Put your hands in the dirt
Is it worth it?
Put your hands in the dirt and feel what it's worth, is it worth it?
Put your hands in the dirt
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
Some will choose it
Is it worth it?
Some will lose it.
Think about it, one single life the majority will deny.
Synthesize it, if you ain't seen the light
And you think that you're trying.
Won't get by, 'cause you're only dying.
Live a little give more back and be the power
Be the power, be the power.
You can be, decide
If you can read the signs
You can redefine if you allow it.
In other words, destruction's up in your mind
But you find yourself falling, falling behind
'Cause you're trying so hard to keep
It's a Sign Of The Times.
There are Flies On The Windscreen.
There are Lambs For The Slaughter.
If you get things right.
Put your hands in the air?
Put your hands in the dirt.
Original lyrics by; Alan "Allonymous" Conway, & Francesco Virgilio (C) 2017
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m o k r o ï é is the electro trip-hop, pop, indus project,
imagined by Francesco Virgilio combining music, photo, visuals, videos, remixes, featuring, and has always been considered by its creator as a living entity.
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