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Anarchy in the UK

Written by Q May 12th, 2010 at 8:59 am in Dead Poet Society, Righteous

A second coming on the horizon?

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Do Drugs

Written by Q May 6th, 2010 at 10:47 pm in brotown

And Good Things Will Happen To You

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Well Hello

Written by Q April 27th, 2010 at 4:10 pm in brotown

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The Bible…Oh Snap!

Written by Q April 23rd, 2010 at 11:28 am in Righteous

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Bison BC

Written by Q April 19th, 2010 at 12:53 pm in brotown

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Carlin

Written by Q April 14th, 2010 at 8:35 pm in brotown

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Crumb

Written by Q April 14th, 2010 at 12:06 pm in art

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Tourettes

Written by Q April 9th, 2010 at 12:54 pm in rituals

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Legalize It

Written by Q April 6th, 2010 at 9:49 am in Righteous

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Wisdom

Written by Q March 25th, 2010 at 10:14 am in brotown

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Gave Up

Written by Q March 23rd, 2010 at 5:00 pm in music

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Know Your Place

Written by Q March 23rd, 2010 at 1:40 pm in Research

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WE ARE FUCKING ANGRY

Written by Q March 22nd, 2010 at 1:54 pm in Allgemein

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RADICAL

Written by Q March 16th, 2010 at 12:24 pm in Righteous

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Truth Speak

Written by Q March 15th, 2010 at 9:56 am in born in the wrong time

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Suicidal For Life

Written by Q March 12th, 2010 at 9:50 am in brotown

I’m not anti-society, society is anti-me
I’m not anti-religion, religion is anti-me
I’m not anti-anything, I just wanna be free

Fascist state, no freedom
Unless you control yourself
Use self-expression, lose your freedom
You’re undesirable, go straight to jeail

Kill someone in a war
Get a medal, you’re a hero
Protect yourself in everyday war
You’re a minority, you go straight to jail

I’m not anti, anti’s anti-me
I’m not anti-government, government’s anti-me
I’m not anti-politics, politics is anti-me
I’m not anti-anything, I just wanna be free

Innocent, never guilty
High-class lawyer, you are rich
If you’re poor, must be guilty
Even if innocent, you go straight to jail

-Mike Muir

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Glory Days

Written by Q March 11th, 2010 at 1:13 pm in brotown

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Denis Snire.

Written by Q March 8th, 2010 at 5:00 pm in Allgemein

Keep it simple stupid. Chicks and bikes. Easy.

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Me

Written by Q March 4th, 2010 at 10:10 am in brotown

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Dope Smoking

Weight Lifting

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No more Excuses. No more Compromises.

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indifference

Written by Q March 2nd, 2010 at 1:44 pm in friends

“oh I will stand arms outstretched
pretend I’m free to roam
oh I will make my way through one more day

how much difference does it make”

-Eddie

kids aren’t as fucked up as they used to be anymore.

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NASSER

Written by Q February 26th, 2010 at 10:49 am in music, rituals

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status quo

Written by Q February 23rd, 2010 at 10:13 am in brotown

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dog tired in the fast lane

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everything cool has become worse than my parent’s parents

Written by Q February 16th, 2010 at 9:16 pm in rituals

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“I love the smell of burning bridges
Can’t help but bite the hand that feeds me
I love to raise my middle finger
It’s become a habit i’m gonna keep”

- Danko.

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Truth Speak

Written by Q February 11th, 2010 at 3:00 pm in Allgemein

“I’m the man who has the ball. I’m the man who can throw it faster than fuck. So that is why i am better than everyone in the world. Kiss my ass and suck my dick… everyone.”

-Kenny Powers

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10′000 Days

Written by Q February 2nd, 2010 at 10:32 am in Blacknuss

“We listen to the tales and romanticize,
how we follow the path of the hero.

Boast about the day when the rivers overrun,
How we’ll rise to the height of our halo.

Listen to the tales as we all rationalize,
our way into the arms of the savior.
Feigning all the trials and the tribulations.

None of us have actually been there,
Not like you…

Ignorant siblings in the congregation.
Gather around spewing sympathy,
Spare me…

None of them can even hold a candle up to you.
Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won’t see.

But enough about the collective Judas.
Who could deny you were the one who illuminated?
Your little piece of the divine.

And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me
I’m gonna let it shine
to guide you safely on your way.

Your way home…”

-Maynard

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Rich Kid Blues

Written by Q February 1st, 2010 at 1:37 pm in rituals

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“Been having bad times
And I’ve been paying dues
Got shoes and money
And good friends too

Always play to win
But always seem to lose
That’s why I think I got
A rich kid’s blues”

-Jack White

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let it rip

Written by Q January 29th, 2010 at 2:56 pm in brotown

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Because for all you know, shit could turn upside down tomorrow. More Party. Less Crisis.

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Listen.

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You Are Like the Others

Written by Q January 28th, 2010 at 2:09 pm in brotown

And the others are like you.

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pre-dawn metaphors

Written by Q January 26th, 2010 at 12:50 pm in rituals

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“Fuck that, they had me trapped so I rushed back

They tried to bust me but they don’t have enough caps

I dipped, dived, slipped, slid, they missed me

I had to move quick or they was bound to get me
One bullet grazed me, that didn’t phase me
What could I say? I was havin’ a fucked up day
Stood up and took aim, my finger on the trigger
I shouted “Now let me hear you say nigger!”

Well anyway, nobody spoke or went for broke
The place was all clouded up from gunsmoke
And everything got quiet, I don’t buy it
Just a second ago we had a riot
They must be plannin’ attack or settin’ a trap
Whatever the case you won’t get this black

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Now I’m on the edge and there’s no denyin’ it
Whatever the hell might work I’m tryin’ it
Thought I was a target that they could get right quick
But I ain’t goin’ out like no statistic
Another number, made me wonder
How many other brothers they’ve put under
I sat in the dark real still for a long time
Didn’t make a sound cos I’ve got a strong mind
Made my way to the street, it was daybreak
Must’ve fallen asleep, but for Pete’s sake
I didn’t see the enemy trying to put an end to me
The night before, my finger trigger was sore
I went in the house to get a fresh clip
And then I woke up an’ shit
It’s just a bad dream”

-Tricky

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the truth is often so simple

Written by Q January 24th, 2010 at 2:54 pm in Blacknuss

amen

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