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letra de maiden speech - chase woods

[intro]
my maiden speech is dedicated to all our children
no matter what comes out of this government, i will make sure our kids hear us
to our mokopuna, they can attack me, but i will not let them attack you
we are here, we are sailing
we are navigating just like our ancestors once did

[chorus]
lost my mind too many times, couldn’t keep count
burned bridges that i done crossed, now i can’t turn ’round
keep moving till i can’t move no more
stay on that road, ain’t no cars stopping, be safe to lose hope
keep your family close, don’t let them secrets go
thеy take your smile for weaknеss, that’s how you turn cold
cold nights under the candlelight, no fur coat
but i’m heating up, just a few steps more

[verse]
this one’s for the good kids, gotta change the accent for the keha
how you doing, wiremu? not bad, spencer
where the raise at?
why you call me boy? might as well call me the slave man
why you hate the dark, but you still wearin’ them ray bans?
or them dusty-ass oakleys
sayin’ how us māori should be happy we ain’t still wearin’ grass skirts and cloak things
f-ck you, you don’t know me
muskets don’t own me, but your queen still owes me
hah, more than a cup of tea and toastie
how about a new whip, house, and free groceries?
given to my peers, whānau, and close homies
(well, after that, will we even be even?)
nah, not close, broski
maybe then a blanket and a gift card to posties
plus a fuel card and some money to the pokies
laugh now, but you’re the reason māori love gambling
put us in a hole with a spoon made of plastic
tell us it’s a spade and we’re useless, can’t hack it
uh, well, f-ck you, you’re a plastic
no culture having, gotta steal it from the masses
travelled overseas to put us under white hands, it’s
cooks no bad, it’s we were lucky, man, it’s
you should say thank you for us confiscating land, sh-t
i should just be happy i’m a
good kid
do the work, hand it in like he should kid
made from the wood, carved out by his past life
he’s passed life
beyond all the struggles from his past life, the good kid
[interlude]
the worst thing about being a fair-skin māori is
white people feel comfortable telling you you’re one of the good ones
you’re not like the rest
the f-ck does that even mean? f-ck you

[chorus]
lost my mind too many times, couldn’t keep count
burned bridges that i done crossed, now i can’t turn ’round
keep moving till i can’t move no more
stay on that road, ain’t no cars stopping, be safe to lose hope
keep your family close, don’t let them secrets go
they take your smile for weakness, that’s how you turn cold
cold nights under the candlelight, no fur coat
but i’m heating up, just a few steps more

- chase woods

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