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Dead to Me-Little Brother

Dead to Me-Little Brother Little Brother EP (2008) Four words painted on my wall Telling me that fear created this all From the police to the priests and the project yards They're calling out asking me to change They're telling me to be so afraid My little brother is getting into trouble He's so overwhelmed by the world sometimes Cathode rays to entertain the good wage slaves Salvation in the checkout lines It feeds us to our own demise We are the ordinary aimless and awful Or predatory shameless but thoughtful With so much air in the war we breathe We're addicted to the violence that we pass to our seeds There I go fighting the wrong wars They're showing me how deserts can storm So many sand dusted letters that they send back home You can carry things or push them away You feel so light, but you still got the weight My little brother is still getting into trouble He's still overwhelmed by the world sometimes Cathode rays to entertain the good wage slaves Salvation in the checkout lines It feeds us to our own demise We are the ordinary aimless and awful Or predatory shameless but thoughtful With so much air in the war we breathe We're addicted to the violence that we pass to our seeds There's only one rule: That there are no rules Cathode rays to entertain the good wage slaves Salvation in the checkout lines It feeds us to our own demise We are the ordinary aimless and awful Or predatory shameless but thoughtful With so much air in the war we breathe What's with this air in the war we breathe?