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third graders holding hands indians and pilgrims celebrating new found lands they tried to teach me that at school make the white race look superior it's always been their rule now i can't believe we celebrate thanksgiving as a holiday of unity and peace if i had my way, we'd all dress in black and daddy would serve up the white meat cuz genocide is nothing to celebrate, extinction doesn't deserve a parade and we perpetuate these lies witht he turkeys that we buy i tried explaining to my mom but she's too afraid to admit to herself that her race is a killing machine take a look around your town and who do you see? the native american is surprisingly absent in his own indigenous land do you want to know why? it's cuz we killed them all Letras de cancionesit's not that hard to understand, yeah so i go to college and you know what i learned? that 80 million people were killed by my grandpa, your grandpa and all of their friends they bleached out our continent but that's not the end the last full blooded aborigine died a century ago if it's possible there's a place in the southern hemisphere with a history even worse than our home no one finds it peculiar that a tropical island is full of people just like you and me but astralia's a piece of shit floating in the pacific buoyed by the blood of the aborigine. buoyed by the blood of the aborigine. From Letras Mania