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The Wild Is Calling To Our Minds

by Momma Swift

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I'm sick of this I'm sick of this Burn the mind that ridicules these hopes that we clutch to our chests I'm tired of this I'm tired of this This self doubt soul destruction eating away at the things that we do best Nerves spark endlessly with damage holes develop in our brains But as we make our way through months, through years of simply existing What's left is not enough to make our claims That we're alright, we're doing fine we're just waiting for the right time, we're just waiting for the right time Where are our minds where is our rational thought Was it consumed in the grind This is not healthy this is not something we developed at the start of time We're working, we're feeding, we're driving, we're sleeping But our bodies were made for better lives Play like children, care like animals the wild is calling to our minds Calling to our minds The screen lures us into a apathetic slumber It cages and tortures our thoughts We try to fight, but in the night creativity scares us so we always end up crawling back for more These fingers weren't meant to type away the sunsets They're for loving, for building and for art But convenience and safety protect us as we sleep away the hours, forever in the dark But we're alright, we're doing just fine We're just waiting for the right time We're terrified, we're terrified of what could be waiting outside Is it our freedom? We do not need to change our lives so much we cannot recognise Small steps are all it takes to lead them
Eat The Rich 03:34
Grab the food and run for your lives Stuff it in your backpack, or in pockets that are big enough to hide Take all that you need and then take more we're paying them for us to live We can't survive on the crumbs or the flecks of spit that you leave scattered on the floor If it's not tagged then it won't go off, if it's not bagged then you haven't made a loss It's yours for the keeping Cause if they can't feed the people they serve Because a profit margin drowns voices unheard Then it's time we started feeding Eat the rich eat the rich That devour the poor and the sick Eat the wealthy ones in suits with a 5 finger selection of fruit Cook em up have a feast Serve them to everyone on your street And even if you're vegan this doesn't count Taste the victory then spit it all out Pouring acid into the bins You'd rather see starvation than humble scavenging Cause then that means we don't rely on your money If the people can't survive on waste Then there's nothing left but to walk in and take what we need But does that mean we've won? Find what is broken, repair it and use Find what's discarded without reason to lose Our system relies on the next best thing We can't be satisfied with the things that we have because the TV tells us There's something new to add to our endless supply of refuse Eat the cops, eat the bankers, eat the tory scum wankers eat the fascists at the pub we're gonna have a feast with any luck Eat the landlord who forced you to leave, and the sexist employer asking you for a coffee Eat the hunters, but keep the faces and hang them over your fireplaces!
Borders 03:45
We hold our hands out in submission When we need to clench them into fists Our pockets hold the lives that we've fought and nearly died for But you'll take it away in a finger's click Fire burns fire burns as it catches your heels But will you learn? You'll never learn when you shoot to kill Where are our rights within these borders? These days and nights left in the sun to rot Where are our rights within your centres Of detention where the cold strikes the bones of the forgotten We're not a fucking statistic we're not a badge on your chest We're not a piece of information We're a losing battle of blood and flesh Stab our bodies with the knives of the law in your hands Stab the children of the countries that were raped for their lands Remove their eyes so they can't stab you back I'm white so i don't know what it's like to be assumed to be a terrorist because of my faith And I'm British, less likely to be a victim of deportation when i'm trying to stay safe But it enrages me to the core of my body When the ocean takes the boats before they've reached dry land Where the fuck are the lines that divide us? It's the system itself that provides us with a reason to flee from a war torn country Not just people on a benefit hunt This system need destroying, take it down from the top The greedy, fucking capitalist cunts
You want to commodify me I'll break your legs man You won't listen to my words I'll tear your fucking throat out You see the power in my eyes but power stirs you from the bottom of your gut Your gut feeling is to see me shut up Don't twist my anger into defensive noise Don't wrestle a reaction from me as if it's my first choice Don't act the victim cause you know you fucking aren't I'm not out to play this game but you make it too hard And that look, that look I've seen it far too much The eyes that rip right through my skin the hands that tighten their clutch That line, that line, the one they tend to use is 'you're far too pretty to be listening to this music' He claims to be fighting for the cause He's adamant that he's tearing down oppressive structures In what society? In who's ideal image? I don't see him checking his almighty male privilege Don't tell me that he's an anarchist Don't tell me that he's a feminist Don't tell me that he gives a shit About anyone's view that isn't his He can't take a little truth From a woman of all people Well man you better sit down Because it's not your turn to speak You're just another fucking joke Rotten to the very core You're just another one of them But with a black flag to even out the score
Well these cities all look the same The only colours are grey and beige And everything is there for us to consume There's nowhere warm for me to sit without having to buy some shit That I don't want and i can't afford to I'm not allowed to sing my songs for money without being moved on By bosses who are profiting off the masses And because I haven't washed for weeks and i look a mess That means for me i don't even get a smile from anyone who passes These buildings are full of shit that we don't need And our stomachs are full from our insatiable greed And our prisons are full of slaves and our sky is full of planes And soon enough we all will be destroyed Its not enough to boycott the companies that sell their products made in Israel and other places And when i see these yuppies pageant queens with their bags and shirts that say i'm going green I want to punch them in their pretty little faces You are not saving the environment you are not saving any animals You are not making any kind of difference So fuck off there's nothing left for you to say Well our forests are full with pollution and machinery And our bodies are full with cancer causing drugs And our wardrobes are full with someone's blood and our minds are so full that they've become numb And soon enough we all will be destroyed Well i wanted to travel to this city to see some friends and learn and laugh a lot But sitting here watching people reminds me of this constant evil Pervading our minds and making our bodies rot Everybody's playing on their smartphones Everyone is eating at burger king There's nowhere left for us to turn except smash the state, let it burn And find a way to live with more meaning Well i tried to believe in revolution, i tried to believe we could all be saved If we come together peacefully it could be a place for you and me To live our lives instead of being slaves But looking around here i see faces that are happy with their mediocre decline Everything they touch was made with someone else's blood And yet they'll never have to see what was left behind Well we are all guilty in everything we do we eat we say If we really want to take down this system Then we must all lead the way!
Not Enough 04:19
I said goodbye to my baby at airport security I waved her off then i broke down because i never meant for her to leave I hurt her like i've never hurt anyone before I really fucked it up I let her be as vulnerable as possible and then i abused her trust I love her but that it not enough When i don't understand, i don't' have the answers She tells me that i need to grow up Well for you my love i will She gave me everything she had to give She risked all she knew she could But I shut down I disconnected like I knew deep down I would But i didn't leave it there i abandoned her in panic Cause i'm terrified of confronting my fears She tells me that she loves me but i caused her so much pain That's the thing I don't deserve to hear I love her but that is not enough When I act without feeling and I feel without acting She tells me that i need to work on my stuff Well for you my love I will This love, i never felt something so real So electric so forgiving so humble and uplifting If i could tumble to the ground then i would kneel At your feet and love you like you need me to love you But my mind is like a scattering of birds Migrating north into the bitter frozen isolated winter I can't love you when I don't know the way for myself But I'll find my way, I'll find my way I broke you when you looked to me for safety What is safety when your heart is being used as a shelter Take your anger baby feel it hate me if you think its better I will take it, i'll endure it after all i made you suffer
Real 04:31
Rocking back and forth, on my bed, on the floor, in my head We're just going through the motions over again Gasping once in a while for air Grasping at these slippery strings for somewhere else, someone to hold me when I don't feel like making sense right now All I need to do is let myself break down Can I give myself that? It builds and it pushes out at my seams Till it erupts in a torrent of shaking and screams I don't know what it means So I lie here looking up at my stars I'm empty, there's nothing left inside my heart Why can't I connect why the fuck is this so hard It's like I've trained myself to shut out the world When I need it most, when I want to be in love and be held What did I do to make myself into this girl? I can't write because I don't feel I can't ask for help if it doesn't feel real So I don't write, just in case I feel That's too terrifying, with that I cannot deal Now I'm writing and it suddenly seems real I've lost the people I love I've lost the person I love to be I've lost my sense of responsibility Now I've got to pick up the pieces and work on a better me


some lovely home-recorded banjo punk and acoustic feminist hardcore to please your ears with


released April 9, 2015

All songs written, recorded and 'mastered' (it's a bloody shambles) by Emili Swift

Music © (Copyleft) Momma Swift, Creative Commons BY-SA
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