[Verse 1 – Settlers] We all got the same brand-new skin Same feed, same debt, same original sin Same flag on the porch, same pills in the drawer Same algorithm telling us who to ignore White, Brown, Black, whatever shade you pick We bleed the same color when the empire gets sick One nation under rent, indivisible With fentanyl and Wi-Fi for all [Verse 1 – Settler on Settler crime] Same feed, same debt, same original sin Same porch-flag waving in the same dead wind White, Brown, Black, pick a shade of the same One nation under rent, indivisible blame Same pills in the drawer, same algo in the vein Same slow death smiling through the windowpane [PreChorus – Diverse Homogeneity] We’re all the same kind of stranger now Same ghost in the machine, same furrowed brow Different prayers to the same dead god Same dirt under every flag we trod Diverse homogeneity, baby One empire, many graves Pick your mask, pick your cage Either way you’re still a slave [Chorus] Diverse homogeneity, baby One empire, many graves Same ghost in the machine Same dirt under every flag we wave Pick your mask, pick your cage Either way you’re still a slave [Verse 2 – Reactionaries] They want the old ladder back, carved in oak One boot on a neck, one hand on a throat Dream of a time when the lines were clean When “us” was small and the “them” stayed mean But the ladder’s on fire and the rungs all snapped Still climbing each other like the Reich never collapsed Same speed in the veins, same cross on the wall Just a different flavor of nothing at all [Verse 2 – Reactionary on Reactionary crime] They want the old ladder back, carved out of bone One boot on a neck, one hand on a throne Dream of a time when the lines stayed clean When “us” was a fortress and “them” stayed mean But the ladder’s on fire, the rungs all rot Still climbing each other like time forgot [PreChorus – Diverse Homogeneity] We’re all the same kind of stranger now Same ghost in the machine, same furrowed brow Different prayers to the same dead god Same dirt under every flag we trod Diverse homogeneity, baby One empire, many graves Pick your mask, pick your cage Either way you’re still a slave [Bridge (spoken, low, almost whispered over a detuned guitar)] The settler doesn’t want to rule the world He just wants the world to stay small enough to rule The reactionary doesn’t want to go back He just wants the clock to stop before he loses Both of them afraid of the same thing: A planet full of people who finally learned they were never the exception after all [PreChorus – Diverse Homogeneity] We’re all the same kind of stranger now Same ghost in the machine, same furrowed brow Different prayers to the same dead god Same dirt under every flag we trod Diverse homogeneity, baby One empire, many graves Pick your mask, pick your cage Either way you’re still a slave [Bridge – half-spoken, low] The settler just wants the world small enough to rule The reactionary wants the clock to stop before he loses Both of them scared of the same damn thing Eight billion people who finally learned they were never the exception after all [Final PreChorus – full throat, cracked and defiant] Diverse homogeneity, comrades One species, eight billion names Same blood, same chains, same flames Tear the masks, break the cages Or burn together in the blaze Either way the empire ends the same [Final PreChorus 2 – full scream] Diverse homogeneity, comrades One species, eight billion names Same blood, same chains, same flames Tear the masks, break the cages Or burn together in the blaze Either way, the empire ends the same [Outro] Play it on a busted radio in a squat in 2041. The kids raised in the ruins will already know the words.
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