Triggered Tuesday #007

BROWN boy

'Nobody's the colour they want'

Lyrics

Tongue’s are bombs, words are nuclearised
Cultural prose stand like soldiers in lines
Whilst your children they kill themselves, yeah
I don’t know if these walls, will not crumble

But we don’t need
To break the skin
Words are violence
When I
Scream through you

I’m a half at least a white boy, black boy
But you’ll never be the same as them boy, you clone boy
Sticks and stones familiar tricks boy, so don’t miss boy
Don’t talk about your love for dick boy, sick boy
It’s us versus them boy, you hear boy
There’s nobody gonna shed a tear for you, brown boy, when you die boy

Rainbows choke my output
Oppressed, opressor, tyrant
MAN I’m all that you need

List the parts that I’m allowed to love
What is it of me you see when the lights are off
Quick to Hush my mouth when I, open up
Is it me or just the skin, you love

Nobody’s the colour they want
Nobody’s the colour they want
Nobody’s the colour they want
Nobody’s the colour they want

Dark grass can’t grow
His mouth’s shut, why’s his mouth shut
When we’re starved of light
Her mouth’s shut, why’s her mouth shut
So don’t wait too long
Your mouth’s shut, why’s your mouth shut
Rise above the divide
Take. Sides.

If ‘we’ win
We all LOSE

Triggered Tuesday #006

You no clean

'Make it stop'

Lyrics

I can't control myself
Don't give me a reason to break your neck
Please talk me out of this
Why does my reflection make me
Sick, twist, contort

Have I been here before
This hell I do adore
Control yourself
This is dangerous
To confide in us
(Come lose your God and spit on angels)

And choose ourselves
In this severance
From all we love

(Please God)
Make it stop
(Won't you)
Cure this itch
Cos I am done
With all of it

(Must get clean, must get clean)

I have seen the end
The rapture is yours for a minor price
What would you let me do?
Cos I want to shine, parts of you

Cos you're like a silver medal
Never first but second level
Pressure's real can never settle
Please say it's not forever, say it's not forever, say it's not

Have I been here before
This hell I do adore
Control yourself
This is dangerous
To confide in us
(Come lose your God and spit on angels)
And choose yourself
In this severance
From all you love

I can't release myself
Why don't you come see
What you're made of

(I won't die)

I know what's right
Must be the last man standing
All costs
I know what's right
Must be the last man standing
All costs, don't stop

I've been here, before
This hell, is mine alone

Need, re-lease
Just, a squeeze
I want to reach inside of you
And make you sleep

You liar

Local Elections 2018

To those going to vote today but more so to those who aren’t.

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You can tick one of the boxes, sure, but you should know that you can spoil your voting card too; letting them know that none of them will do.

You can let them know that you’re apathetic, not because you’re a lazy and self-entitled generation but because the system doesn’t speak to you. Because you expect more in a world that’s moving at 1000mph than a system that refuses to keep up can provide.

Don’t let them use your absence against you. The world you live in belongs to you and you’re told on the regular that it doesn’t. It’s kept on a carrot and stick, painfully out of reach with enough of a scent to keep you drooling and hungry.

We’ll never tell you who you should vote for, difference in opinion is what creates conversation and compromise which ultimately leads to a better world for us all. But don’t settle for less just because you think you have to.

Be. Fucking. Heard.