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We Rise
02:22
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Every day I wake up it feels just like a war
We struggle to overcome, but our problems grow more and more
We did things the right way, but our efforts were in waste
This daily struggle leaves us with nothing but a bitter taste
Through all this disappointment and pain, We Remain
Go to bed fighting, wake up and do the same, We Remain
When our anxieties multiply, We Rise
Even in the hardest of times, we survive, We Rise
Every night I go to bed, anxieties fill my mind
A solution to our problems, I can’t seem to find
As I struggle through another in a line of sleepless nights
I wonder and wonder where I can find some greater insight
Even if all I have is you
That’s enough to make it through
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No Human is Illegal
01:47
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I was ten years old when you first came into view.
Watched you arrive from hell like the devil was chasing you.
No money, no possessions, just the will to survive
You came the world over and forever enriched our lives
Immigrants, citizens, the undocumented, one and the same
God-given humanity trumps everything, no matter the tribe you claim
We built these artificial borders, drew the lines, and built these walls
Embrace difference, reject hatred, let every self-imposed barrier fall
With sweaty brow, sun-worn skin, and calloused hands,
Day after day, you pushed the shovel into fertile lands.
Toiled in factories and sweatshops lined row by row,
So your kids wouldn’t go to school hungry in their donated clothes
Diaspora-United as one
Refugees-United as one
Undocumented-United as one
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Juvenile Crime
01:25
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Disaffected youth with nothing to lose
No faith in authority, we made our own rules
Young and disaffected but not purposeless
Fight for each other and screw the rest
Frustrated with an unjust society we didn’t create
Relied on criminal tactics to even the slate.
My mind wanders back to a time
When all we had was Juvenile Crime
Through every fence jumped and every alley ran through
You stood by me and I stood by you
We raged united against those who held us back
Our grievances shown in every attack
Took no quarter, fought back the best way we could
Vandals causing a ruckus in the neighborhood
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Thick as Thieves
01:16
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When it came time to choose gang colors you chose blue
a gun, a badge, ready excuses for the things you do
You hide behind your thick as thieves blue line
as you commit and cover up for your "brothers" crimes
What will break the Thin Blue Line?
Who will pay for your crimes?
quick to harass, quicker to shoot,
when your “brother” commits a crime you turn mute.
World’s biggest gang, you serve and protect the few,
You claim to protect the public, but who will protect us from you
As you harass and target the mentally ill and minorities
and treat the public like some incurable disease
Do what I say and you will survive, Do what i say and you still might
not leave alive
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No Borders Ottawa, Ontario
Pat - Guitar / Vox
Rich - Drums / Vox
Gerald - Vox / Bass
We are from Canada and the U.S. We are blatantly anti-
fascist/anti-racist/Pro-Immigrant and
proud of it. The songs on "The Walls they build.... The Walls We Break," concern issues like the stress and anxiety that come from fearing deportation, the contributions made by immigrant communities, youth crime, and police harassment and brutality.
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