I’m a human being.
Not a commodity.
So why does my life seem.
Expendable to the capital machine?
3 jobs, can’t eat, 2 mouths to feed, I choke.
It’s clear my wage is meant to keep me broke.
Bootstraps long torn, why can’t I flee this yoke?
I’ll tell you!
Focused with their “I’s”, the rich pretend not to see.
The world they dub “free” requires my poverty.
Their comfort and efficiency are strangling me.
The invisible hand’s around my throat.
How many lives go unlived,
Robbed by systems that deny humanity,
All because of greed?
They won’t stop it.
Can I?
I can start by recognizing:
I’m not expendable!
My life has value,
But not as currency
In a violent system
That relies and thrives on killing me.
supported by 12 fans who also own “Commodified Existence”
A friend with a reliably fine musical taste posted this album on FB and I wasn't disappointed. Love the guitar sound and the passionate vocals (melodic enough to not pass as screamo or whatever). Punk rock spirit yet with a lot of dynamics (definitely a yes to the Dischord reference) and compact songs that won't leave your head for a long time. Many many
great tunes on here but for the moment USMA and Lay Low have to be my favorites! Great band, very happy to have found them! perpendikel
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024