violet covea (violence by dijon)

lyrics:

in the mood to spit bars but i ain't write em yet
gotta jot em down when my mind is spiraling
hear the message in whispers ringing in my left ear
pressure is heavy in this cleft stratosphere
got a headache just from being here...

all eyes on rafah, peel yours from the gala 
	(SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK)
all eyes on rafah, peel yours from the gala !
who's cutting the onions?
this forecast is a problem
precipitation’s heavy 
dark clouds and dark energy
predicated and polished
for the news outlet facade its
some bullshit how we distract
where the money’s at 
gaza’s drinking toxic water on our behalf
but 25 times 3 grand for a ticket 
we can dish that 

meanwhile outside students are up
in their encampment 
to try to make you move
to try to make you question
what the fuck is it we’re doing? 
nobel even considered their heroic advancement
even though their campus seized police on their asses
even though fingers pointed like “antisemetic!”
but those chosen words are like a dripping hose 
to a forest fire spreading in R.E.M. sleep with its eyes closed 
because compared to their governments
they’re actually doing something that is more than nothing
and now these kids are up in cells for their graduation
but they don’t give a fuck ‘cause four years ago it was the same shit
2020 cancellations 
see, they’re revolution-made
and we are striding behind them with flags from every nation
palestine and ukraine
syria, afghanistan, lebanon and yemen
the whole belly of africa 
and still they wanna pretend 
at this party it ain’t happenin’?

ha

listen, 
you can have your fashion
AND you can eat your cake 
multiple occasions
at the same rate
on the same plate
but, heaven’s sake 
slow down,
you’re taking too much
without 
getting nutrients up 
you’re talking too much
zip this dress up
lick this microcosm clean
and spit the seeds out
grow a garden from a graveyard
and scream, “ceasefire”
ceasefire, ceasefire 
ceasefire, ceasefire 

what do you do when they look to you
and beg you for just a bite?
do you turn and constrict? or do you surrender your fight for survival and realize
you 
have all that you need 
just 
not all that you want 
so 
how much can you give, huh?
how much can you give up?
that’s the real testament
to your characteristics
we need something more dense
than an oscars pin worth 50 cents 
ceasefire, ceasire
ceasefire, ceasire

tina fey said it’s a jerk parade 
and gwyneth said the same 
but this is not a diss to the party 
it’s a diss to how the fame
creates some folly that if
you’re big enough in the game 
you can get away
with silence 
'cause
you signed your name …

on some real shit 
this headache’s turned to a migraine 
i gotta peace it 

p.s.
free palestine
may all beings be free

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