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Streachailt Mo Cathair

from Streachailt Mo Cathair by GOON

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Feels like there’s chains round my feet, living in Dublin city-a forgotten son who walks past the Liffey
No jobs,life or homes got my friends to go, ghosts of themselves with nothing to show
Another soul lost to the end of a rope

slave to our oppressors,
drunk on despair
church and colonial guilt still felt around here- a price to pay to live in fear.

She was lost to Dublin streets- couldn’t find a place of rest in this vulture ran mess.
Filled her veins to seek hope,
she just couldn’t cope.

You fucking bitter racist prick
Spew your venom
Makes me fucking sick

Inherited guilt and self hate
smothers this colonized state

How can the oppressed become oppressor
Passing on your ancestors terror

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from Streachailt Mo Cathair, released March 17, 2023

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Hardcore from the Big Smoke.

D-H-C til we D-I-E.

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