Seven of Wands/Skeletons (2025)
Anti ICE Punk-Rap anthems reminiscent to days of RATM
This latest release is my collaboration with v_nus m_jia. I wrote these lyrics this summer when the ICE raids
first broke out here in Los Angeles this summer. This was me documenting my immediate feelings without any
restraint or corrections.
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Song Credits and Lyrics
Seven of Wands
Lyrics by Josh Sanchez
Guitar by v_nus m_jia
Bass by v_nus m_jia
Drums by Josh Sanchez
Mixed and Mastered by Cudimitsu
I saw my Pa in the eyes of a
Guatemalan man stuck in the border
In an interview he begged for work
lamenting recent horrors
I saw my Ma in all the roses on the corner
Held by kids who wave you down
In hopes of finishing an order
I see mis tíos in the spirit of Venezuelans in Aurora stuck in slums
That that city called apartments
Not lost on me
My cousin’s spirit mirrors all those kids
Stuck in all those centers in the south
where they still sit
I saw my neighbors in the faces of these pigs
I wonder how they stomach
What their thoughts are
What it is?
I saw the kids that
I grew up with in that vid
That graduation raided
Saw my baby sitter when they split
I saw the paletero
Bolis and the sticks
Didn’t see him after
And that was about day six
I can’t lie I saw myself
On the roof of that shit
With that waymo tagged up and
I can tell you why quick
It’s me today and it’s you tomorrow
Skeletons
Lyrics by Josh Sanchez
Guitar by Josh Sanchez
Bass by Josh Sanchez
Drums by Josh Sanchez
Mixed and Mastered by Cudimitsu
Ok
Dancing on a skeleton
Losing all its relevance
Over stimulated and I'm waiting
For the sedative
Stupid politicians really need
To become celibate
Fucking up the planet
For the hell of it
Heaven sent
Medicine in all types of
Tribal practices
Really think about the fall
Like are you really with the shits?
I just gotta play
Gotta play my
Gotta play my part
I wouldn’t let you put your hands on my card
Was only peaceful when you started to spark
It’s constant static when you’re parking your car
We watch our families we’re posted on yards
I don’t wanna fuck around cuz I’d let you know
If I wanna stick with it
Hide behind that profile lacking
Any pics with racist shit
Can you say it to my face or
Do you shake and hold it in?
Ah whatever what a waste
There’s bigger things for me to trip
Cuz I been running round the city
Miss my heady
Miss my fam
I just want me to feel pretty
Fuck bout ready
Hear I am
I just gotta play
Gotta play my
Gotta play my part
No lie like I been drinking every fucking day
I feel paranoid when I leave the house
So I’m cheering for the flames
Felt that target since like sixteen
When I really felt that weight
Keep it blunt fuck a stunt
I’m just tryna picture paint
I can’t carry my work permit
If they strip me and it breaks
How the fuck am I supposed to move
If they lose my shit today
I just gotta play my
Gotta play my
Gotta play my part
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