“‘You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit or it is nowhere.’” - Shevek, from 'The Dispossessed' by Ursula K. Le Guin

Chorus: Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! V1: This is for the ones needs higher than their funds Who can’t have a one off incident without being done For the bxtches who got stitches sticking up for their mates For the ones who keep on showing up even if they’re late For the aunties out there laughing with hyena loud mouths Holding up their day ones every time that they’re down This goes out to all the ones who feel like they don’t fit Anyone the system is designed to make feel shit Chorus: Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! V2: For the broke ass in the corner living life on the dole For the addicts who have had it, afraid they’ve lost their souls This goes out to anybody locked up in a cell Anyone who’s ever thought about killing themselves This goes out to all the ones who feel like they don’t fit Anyone the system is designed to make feel shit A struggle without end, but a struggle fought together A struggle without end, yeah we’ll fight through any weather Chorus: Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! V3: From me to you, you deserve so much more than this You should’ve never had a simple thing become a risk And something’s coming I can feel it in my bones I’m sorry if you’ve ever felt like you are all alone From my gay ass, I promise to stay dedicated Making sure I keep on reading up, stay educated Coz something’s coming and it’s growing everyday One day soon we’ll make the assholes pay, okay? Chorus: Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! Ka whawhai tōnu mātou Ake! Ake! Ake! Outro: [Solidarity forever Solidarity forever Solidarity forever For the union makes us strong] X2

Intro [“Everywhere we learn that love is important, and yet we are bombarded by its failure [...] This bleak picture in no way alters the nature of our longing [...] We still hope that love will prevail. We still believe in love’s promise.” “Love is an act of will, both an intention and an action.”] - From 'All About Love' by Bell Hooks Verse: No, you’re not mine, little darling And I’m not yours No, you’re not mine, little darling We are each our own You showed me love It’s in the palms of your hands Still you’re not mine, little darling We are each our own Come lay me down I’ll give you all that I am Still I’m not yours, little darling Coz we are each our own Chorus And what a beautiful thing Yeah what a beautiful thing (oh) Verse: No you’re not mine, little darling And I’m not yours No you’re not mine, little darling We are each our own Chorus And what a beautiful thing Yeah what a beautiful thing (oh) Outro: No, you’re not mine And I’m not yours No, you’re not mine We are each our own

Chorus: It’s getting dark And I think we’re running out of luck Man, we’ve really gone and run a muck It’s getting dark And I think we’re running out of luck I am really starting to feel stuck V1: Billionaire bitches blasting off to the ionosphere Just for the perspective, just to take a picture crystal clear Down and in the dirt the only place that we can be is here I would rather save this rock than rocket off her out of fear Analysis getting so small, we’re talking quarks now Zooming in so close that there is no room for your fucks, ow I can’t keep this up Plastic figurines, and neon dust Nihilistic processing Lawless Lacking Loveless Lust Chorus: It’s getting dark And I think we’re running out of luck Man, we’ve really gone and run a muck It’s getting dark And I think we’re running out of luck I am really starting to feel stuck It’s getting dark And I think we’re running out of luck Man, we’ve really gone and run a muck It’s getting dark And I think we’re running out of luck I am really starting to feel stuck Breakdown: It’s getting dark (yeah, yeah) It’s getting dark (yeah, yeah) It’s getting dark (yeah, yeah) It’s getting dark (yeah, yeah) [“That’s what all this is about” “A lot has changed in the past 300 years. People are no longer obsessed with the accumulation of things.” // “We’ve eliminated hunger, want, the need for possessions. We’ve grown out of our infancy.” “We’ve eliminated hunger, want, the need for possessions. We’ve grown out of our infancy.” “That’s what all this is about” “The challenge [...] is to improve yourself; enrich yourself.”] - Captain Jean-Luc Picard, from 'Star Trek: The Next Generation', S1 E25: 'The Neutral Zone' (1988) Outro: Dust floating by on a cosmic wind Hoping that I can land on a whim Dust floating by on a cosmic wind Hoping that I can land on a whim

Chorus: Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher. Let’s get Higher, higher, higher, higher Oh… Verse 1: Winzday, yeah you know we’re gonna party Dole day, get some weed like a smarty Stock up the pantry Gotta last till next week I’m fucken broke, but you know I’m living the dream Money poor, but I’m time rich I don’t give a fuck if you think that’s basic Cash rules everything around me, but not me I am living free No place I’d rather be Chorus: Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher. Let’s get Higher, higher, higher, higher Oh… Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher. Let’s get Higher, higher, higher, higher Oh… Verse 2: Hold your breath. Can you handle it? I could roll a straight jay or spectacular spliff They call it hump day, so let me blow you out Get you up, up, up Your mind moving about Let’s talk about the impossible, the probable And probably philosophy Dream about the apple tree (uh) But if you don’t wanna get down with me That’s okay coz you know that consent is key Chorus: Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher. Let’s get Higher, higher, higher, higher Oh… Higher, higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher. Let’s get Higher, higher, higher, higher Oh…

V1: I don’t know what to confess “Write what you know,” well, my life is a mess Give me an inch, I’ll crack open my chest Guess I just hate myself. Guess I’m just stressed. Call me a hater, I say “I’m a Virgo.” Call it a crutch? I agree. It’s my ego. Moon is in Scorpio, feelings that sting Self sabotage, what a wondrous thing Choking, they think I’m obsessed Can’t you see I’m just depressed? So fucking #blessed “Stop acting so damn oppressed” I’d rather die than tell you all the rest I’d rather die, but I’m doing my best I don’t know what to confess “Write what you know” well, my life is a mess I’d rather die, but I’m doing my best, I guess Chorus: Oh, is this authenticity? Oh, am I just a giant phoney? Oh, is this authenticity? (I dunno, man. I dunno) V2: I want to hold someone’s body Meld with their mind learn about all their hobbies Stop thinking on my own shit Is this distraction legit? Oh, shit. I’ve got mahi to do Cognitive dissonance, too I am dismissive, a fool Dress to impress, but I’m miserable… cool. I don’t want to drink nowadays Really makes you think - what pays? Every job is exploitation Trading with our debt. Inflation. What’s the fucking point? Libations? Pass the fucking joint. Vibrations. I don’t know what to confess I’d rather die, but I’m doing my best, I guess. Chorus: Oh, is this authenticity? Oh, am I just a giant phoney? Oh, is this authenticity? (I dunno, man. I dunno)

You wanna know about me? I’m a loser, lost the score I’m a broken bean a-tumblin’ and the tumblin’s getting sore I’m all thick skin and levity. My bruises all go deep Silent screams for clarity so I know what to keep Born into the middle of my family and the world Signpost at the intersection says, “I’m not a girl.” Big hair, soft skin, brown eyes burn like a soldering iron Freckled face, big hands, flat feet so I’m always climbing Silver tongue, don’t let me bring it out to fight My lips eviscerate. I’ll have you begging for your life Or for one more chance to make it down into my little chamber Where I keep my secrets and the secrets of my haters But fuck TERFs. Write that shit into your lore Always dreaming big then ending up a little heartsore Living by the energy of the fucken moon She’s a bitch, but I love her, and I hope to see her soon I’m a genius, and a dropout with bad odds on my luck You can bet on me, but there are better ways to get fucked Oh me? I’m a loser, lost the score Always got my guts out on the floor. Do you need more? Been through it. Keeping it tight under a lid and shit I know trouble opening up’s a tired bit, but here I am The avoidance issues of a man Or more like a lonely kid who couldn’t fucking stand The expectation, the exploitation, the revelation Became disenfranchised after evaluation Influencers and their self love traditions Been strugglin’ known’ who I can trust with my business It’s all business, baby. Waiting for a boom But I’ve got too much baggage and there’s not enough room Coz all these billionaires bloated, floating into the sky I spend my nights orchestrating ways for them to die It’s nothing personal, it’s just my person causes friction Maybe they’ll hear me out if I improve my diction Dropping new worlds and new words out my ears I'm building up hope, coz fuck kneeling down to fear It’s a new nu-religion and we call it “land back” Cut the crap, or I’ll give your skull a crack! Haha just kidding, I’m a loser, lost the score A broken bean a-tumblin’ and the tumblin’s getting sore All I really wanna do is sleep All I really wanna do is sleep Fight so one day there can be some peace But all I really wanna do is sleep All I really wanna do is sleep All I really wanna do is sleep Fight so one day there can be some peace But all I really wanna do is sleep

Chorus 1 I have lost all sense of the core of me It’s like I know that I’m here But here is just a mem’ry I reach out a hand and find empty space There’s nothing left here to see Verse 1 Trying to take in the lessons That I always hear about Learning when to shut my mouth And learning when to speak out Still fuck that up But determined to try and work it out Still so fucked up But determined to try and work it out Slow down I’m still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Look at the thoughts that you’re having Then let them pass by like traffic. Signed up for therapy The waitlist is killing me My brain feels like it is swelling The warning bells getting to yelling Chorus 2 I have lost all sense of the core of me It’s like I’ve evaporated now I’m just a mem’ry Like I’ve disappeared without any trace There’s nothing left here of me Verse 2 Slow down I’m still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Look at the thoughts that you’re having Then let them pass by like traffic. I deserve to start again Keep all the learning, Discard some pain Or else I’ll go insane Slow down I’m still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Look at the thoughts that you’re having Then let them pass by like traffic. Still fuck that up But determined to try and work it out Still so fucked up But determined to try and work it out Chorus 1+2 I have lost all sense of the core of me It’s like I know that I’m here But here is just a mem’ry I reach out a hand and find empty space There’s nothing left here to see I have lost all sense of the core of me It’s like I’ve evaporated now I’m just a mem’ry Like I’ve disappeared without any trace There’s nothing left here of me Outro Slow down I’m still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Slow down I’m still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Slow down I’m still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Slow down I’m still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Slow down I am still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy Slow down I am still not ready Slow down this heart is still heavy

I wanna fuck up the cis-tem Things come up But I always miss them Miss a beat Every fucking time Then I go and fuck up my rhyme BLURGH Following the line Like following the leader Don’t step out of time We’re checked on every metre Tracing out the signs Finding holes in your mind Empty space for things you’d rather leave behind, like “Cover up your private bits, we don’t wanna see them, But when you’re wearing clothes we should know what’s underneath them." "Cover up your imperfections, we don’t wanna see them.” Double check in all reflections, we don’t wanna be “them” Living in between the cracks you can’t be understood Just be like all the other hacks. You might be treated good* *well. I meant “well” A well of tears Brimming with anxiety There is so much fear Are you really listening? Do I even care? This is why I find it fucking hard to share People always leaving, scheming, unbelieving Brain is always screaming Beware, beware, beware Then it turns into apathy Then it turns into “poor me.” Even without alcohol I am fucking sad Even without alcohol I am getting mad But it’s alright Coz I’m alright And you’re alright And we’re alright Everything is fucked up But that’s alright Everyone is fucked up But that’s alright I feel like a fucking phony preaching on a mic I don’t even really know me What a shit time Maybe I should stop now Maybe I should cease to exist Would I be missed? I don’t fucking know man I’ll just block it out Put on the perfect show, man Block it out I don’t fucking know man I’ll just block it out Put on the perfect show, man Block it out Block it out Just block it out, block it out Block it out, block it out Just block it out, block it out Yup

Verse 1 Eyes shut all I see Fire, fire slowly burning Light leaves, coldness seeps These things follow me Eyes shut all I see You there chasing me Look down at my feet I’ve become the beast Chorus I think I made this up in my head I think I made you up in my head Verse 2 Eyes shut all I see Fire, fire slowly burning Look down at my feet I’ve become the beast Chorus I think I made this up in my head I think I made you up in my head Outro Eyes shut all I see I’ve become the beast

Intro: I’m kind of spiralling Why is this happ’ning to me? I let the feelings in And now they’re burying me I know that the next step is to let go But I am scared of the unknown // Chorus: Losing my grip on my own damn heartstrings I’m going out of my mind Taking a hit from my own imag’nings I’m losing all sense of time Verse 1: All I want to do is be alone But I also wanna feel known (What’s with that?) Such a contradiction it’s a fucking meme Plus it’s kinda selfish and a little mean Am I just an introvert or am I an asshole? Guess I’ll never know coz my flow can’t handle the weight Of combing through my imperfections It is not enough to have a little introspection So I skirt around myself That’s a deflection I can’t stand the sight of my reflection Right now music is my only therapy Life’s too hard it always seems to get the best of me But I keep on trying every single day Tryna find the perfect words for me to say I love you and I really, truly wanna stay I love you, but I wish that I could fly away Chorus: Losing my grip on my own damn heartstrings I’m going out of my mind Taking a hit from my own imag’nings I’m losing all sense of time Verse 2: The more I speak the less I say But I keep on talking anyway (What’s with that?) I don't wanna die, but I'm afraid of living And every lens I look through is so unforgiving So much shit is riding on maintaining pace I am not providing, only taking up space But I keep on trying every single day Tryna show that I can do this my own way Chorus: Losing my grip on my own damn heartstrings I’m going out of my mind Taking a hit from my own imag’nings I’m losing all sense of time Outro Losing my grip Taking a hit Losing my grip Taking a hit Losing my grip Taking a hit Losing my grip Taking a hit

You will not have peace where you are until you make peace with where you came from. (You will not have peace where you are until you make peace with where you came from.) Problems come with problems come with problems. (Problems come with problems come with problems) Problems come with problems come with problems come with problems come with problems come with problems come with problems. If we make room to look at our pasts, and analyse the whakapapa of our surroundings, solutions will grow like sprouts in fertile soil.

Pop! I feel like I’m a bubble that’s about to burst Fuck, I don’t know why, but lately everything hurts Not just in my body, but my heart, and my head I’m just out here tryna get ahead Flailing in the ocean, thought I was a good swimmer Too many poison potions, hiding in the glimmer In the glamour of always being fucked up Jacked up, stacked up, pushing everyone to back up Get out of my face I’m sick of seeing clearly Season of depression recharge yearly Started peeling back ogre-onion now I’m stingin’ Listened to the spirits, now my ears are fucking ringing Wrists crack Cracked hacks Broken backs And bindings These are just my observations, findings Fastening all the fissures Fractures fixed, figuring the invisible Fumbling the visual, editing the audible Energy exhaustible, ambiguity applaudable (What? Wait… what?) I am always rambling tryna trace a way to clarity But I am lost in the sauce, bruh I’m fucken lost in the source I am always scrambling tryna close the space between you and me But I am lost in the sauce, bruh I’m fucken lost in the source Come find me

This world is no good for you This world is no good for anyone This world is no good for you This world is no good for anyone So run, run, run Get up and leave Or the times, tries, lies will take your sanity We’ve got to make a call There’s now a need, need, need to destroy it all And I’ve poured out everything I have All to lose and be left wanting Now you have a chance to stand up, too And make a move to be rid of wanting more This world is no good for you This world is no good for anyone, no This world is no good for you This world is no good for anyone Make a move Let’s be rid of wanting more

Chorus: Don’t go wasting any time. Be gay. Do crime. Don’t go wasting any time. Be gay. Do crime. V1: Sowing seeds I might never reap Drowning and it isn’t even that deep Dreaming big but I never sleep It’s so loud it feels like I can’t make a peep So no more beating ‘round the bush (nah, nah, nah) The fucking pigs would kill you if shove came to push (yup) I'm not tryna incite violence, babe I'm saying it's already violent, okay? Chorus: So don’t go wasting any time. Be gay. Do crime. Don’t go wasting any time. Be gay. Do crime. V2: Stand up, fight back, get that land back Smoke bongs, write songs, get strong, and live long Stand up, fight back, get that land back Smoke bongs, write songs, get strong, and live long But no more beating ‘round the bush (nah, nah, nah) The fucking pigs would kill you if shove came to push (yup) I'm not tryna incite violence, babe I'm saying it's already violent, okay? 1312, never trust the boys in blue Ngā poaka, haere atu. Yous can catch my fucken patu! 1312, never trust the boys in blue Ngā poaka, haere atu. Yous can catch my fucken patu! Chorus: So don’t go wasting any time. Be gay. Do crime. Don’t go wasting any time. Be gay. Do crime. Don’t go wasting any time. (ooh) Be gay. Do crime. Don’t go wasting any time. Be gay. Do crime. (ooh) Be gay. Do crime. BE GAY. DO CRIME.

Chorus I can’t stand to be alone Not for fear of loneliness, but of myself No, I can’t stand to be alone Not for fear of loneliness, but of myself Verse 1 Wake up cold now every morning In a sweat. Is this a warning? Coz thoughts of blood and other violence Fill my head when there is silence (ooh) Will I ever be enough? Do I even give a fuck? (nah, nah, nah, nah) Looks like my limits have been met So take a drag, no cigarette (nah) Chorus I can’t stand to be alone Not for fear of loneliness, but of myself No, I can’t stand to be alone Not for fear of loneliness, but of myself Verse 2 I can’t keep up with my mind Coz there is never enough time (no, no) Looks like my limits have been met This time it’s just a cigarette (yeah) Chorus I can’t stand to be alone Not for fear of loneliness, but of myself (nah, nah) No, I can’t stand to be alone Not for fear of loneliness, but of myself.