Watch the broken common man
Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour.
Dirty and sweaty
With just enough to get by.
Calluses
on his hands calluses on his soul
Hard-boiled son of a b***h
Scraping away on the down hill grind.
It's a means to an end, a mean
end for most.
Death and domestication ends in shattered hopes
Can't see the hand at the other end of the leash.
Turn and
bite.
Turn and bite the hand that bleeds you dry.
Throw yourself a bone, no one else will.
Compromise leads to
self-loathing
Money the excrement of labor.
And you don't get to keep s**t
Except politics and power trips and a bad breath down
your neck.
I know
For I have toiled in the halls of the mighty
And not received a teardrop in a bucket.
Motherfuck it.
The
world doesn't owe me a thing
But you do (m**********r).
So crooked when you die they're gonna have to screw your a*s into the
ground.
As life slowly unravels
With nothing to show but wasted time and dust
A thousand points of lies falling on the deafened
funeral eardrums of the blind masses.
Rise above, extract your life.
Will you look within
Then turn around and bite?
Day by
day the mask suffocates your life
Is this any way to live?
No f*****g way.
