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Built like a dream out of the past crushing generations with a foggy mass of seething anger and unhealed wounds
I can't make this right but don't be confused
I am a rifle I am this blockade I'm banners and violence and car-bombs and riots
I am a rifle I am this blockade I am the fire of a thousand murdered sons
Don't look to me to give the future back don't look to me to rework the past I'm only here to bring things to a head you can cover your ears it doesn't change who I am
I am a rifle I am this blockade I'm banners and violence and car-bombs and riots
I am a rifle I am this blockade I am the fire of a thousand murdered sons
I haunt the Chilcotin, I stalk Palestine. I fueled Rwanda's worst I held Lasagna's hand. I'm one hundred shades of hunger
I am a rifle I am this blockade I am the fire of a thousand murdered sons
I am resistance I am your problem I'm not leaving and I am your fault