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The Prosecution
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Shots & Sirens
they rushed my flat called me anarchist now my head's been shaved stuck my foot in my own grave but I have to be brave wish I could just fly away
a last view of the horizon I just hear shots and sirens in your dictatorship head I'm feeling dazed and mostly dead
dazed and mostly dead but I scream:
no nations - it's just a construct to oppress no borders - I can still see blood on your hands no nations - Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com against your national threats you can't wash the blood - the blood off your hands
they stomped my face without a grace acted like bloodhounds in a chase but I won't give up - I won't fail for all my brothers and sisters in jail
one day we'll see the horizon without the shots and the sirens destroy dictatorship-camps and fuck those national trends
you can't wash the blood - the blood off your hands my jail becomes your mental jail one day you can't wash the blood - the blood off your hands my jail - my jail could be yours one day
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