Seedling

Dystopian Echoes: Unraveling Hate Dept.'s Seedling Saga
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Lyrics

The big threads make no sound they go deaf with the rest

The significant issues remain unnoticed, drowned out by the surrounding noise.

Leaving the downtown to the rats and the other pests

Abandoning the city center to undesirable elements like rats and pests.

Cut back the fat cut back the staff cut the paycheck cut the milk maid

Reducing excess, including staff and expenses, affecting livelihoods.

Pee on election day piss like the rest

Disregarding civic duties on election day, behaving like everyone else.

Same words all sound like lies

Repeated phrases lose credibility, sounding like untruths.

Same face looks like someone to blame

Familiar faces become scapegoats for blame.

Same house on the very same ground

Uniformity in houses and territory, with a call to destroy it despite past glory.

Burn it down with all the glory we gave you bury you

Critiquing societal structures and suggesting destruction with the irony of burial.

The doggy in the backyard the one that bit you

Referencing a problematic element, perhaps a symbol of betrayal.

Chomping on a bone digging a hole

Animalistic behavior, engaging in destructive actions.

It's a little beast that makes us feel superior

Highlighting a small creature that boosts human ego.

The little treasure is forever its own

Suggesting that this small entity has enduring value.

Same words all sound like lies

Reiterating the theme of dishonesty in repeated phrases.

Same face looks like someone to blame

Blaming familiar faces continues, perpetuating a cycle.

Same day seems a little darker

Time appears bleak, potentially indicating a negative shift.

Burn it down with all the guilt we feel bury you

Advocating destruction again, this time accompanied by guilt.

New suit for the new clown fresh coat for the old god

Introducing new and old elements, possibly mocking change and tradition.

Rant the illness spread the disease

Spreading negativity and illness through verbal expression.

A year to build the ship for a little flood

Investing time in preparation for a catastrophe that may never happen.

The disk proves your loyalty and the snap shot makes you sick

Emphasizing loyalty through symbolic acts, causing discomfort.

Bury you burn it down

Reiterating the call for destruction and burial.

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