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The Bled
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Smoke Breaks
Slave away, for the price of your youth You can earn yourself a dying wage You're worth your weight in the sweat That you spill for the good of the company
At the end of the night Counting on your smoke breaks You seem to move a lot of product But the product doesn't move anyone
And that's the honest to god damned truth Did you answer the call when it came Or did you call it a day?
Like my father, like my father He buried his passion Sacrificed the twelve-bar blues To take on the real world
At dawn I awoke to go back to the clockwork Where I sing my songs to whoever will listen A glimpse of the good life beyond 9 to 5 to The has-beens, the no ones, civilians and children
On the company dime Burning all your smoke breaks You seem to move a lot of product 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 But the product doesn't move
Trudge on, workhorse God help you all, you're just getting by Trudge on, workhorse God help you all, you're just getting by
You run like a river Without a prize in your sights Bleed on, bleed on, bleed yourself dry Bleed on, bleed yourself dry
This road is my bride She will wreck your life It's for me to decide How you'll wreck your life
Cut the queen, just try She will wreck your life It's for me to decide How you'll wreck your life
Cut the queen, just try She will wreck your life It's my life to wreck in my own way
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