PigInJapan - Gentrification Genocide, Artisanal Coffees and Displaced Bodies (feat. Joachim Preschner) Lyrics

Urban sprawl, the gentrifier's hand
Culture erased, swallowed by the land
Artisanal coffees, hipster pride
Displaced bodies, nowhere to hide
Neighborhoods razed, history denied
Luxury condos, dreams have died
Faces changed, the streets we knew
Communities shattered, lives askew
Gentrification genocide, cold and cruel
Artisanal facade, the butcher's tool
Displaced bodies, silent screams
In the shadows of their greedy schemes
Once vibrant streets, now sterile and cold
Stories forgotten, new lies sold
The wealthy come, the poor pushed out
Injustice reigns, without a doubt
Boutiques and bistros, polished veneer
Underneath, the sorrow is clear
Rent hikes, eviction's cruel dance
Lost
In
This
So
Called
Progress no chance
Urban renewal, a sinister lie
In the name of progress, communities die
Artisanal coffees, blood-stained ground
In the gentrifier's world, compassion's not found