American't (Club Edit) - Simon Cress

Simon Cress' second EP, fried tapes, is a mixtape made of b-sides, shitty demos and other artifacts.
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Lyrics:
Perfection has no answer,
And depression’s my sister,
Pay for you to get better,
And one day you’ll get richer,
My head ain’t right,
It ain’t the guns, yeah right,
Tell it to the bullet holes,
Crippling my sight,
Whatever comes your way,
You try to make them stay,
In these dreadful days,
For you to prevail,
We should share the love,
Not drink all their blood,
When we don’t mind and we don’t care,
We’re unaware,
Confusion grows,
And their sorrows,
Eat up everything,
That they’d ever hope,
Where are the people,
Where are the ones,
The only thing i see
Is their murdered sons,
Liberty my ass,
The Empire strikes back,
Drone bombing daughters,
And then blaming crack,
Richest third world country,
Seeking Glory,
You’d better swipe right,
Or I’ll make you love me