The Ballad Of Buck Ravers

Lost another day to pointless drudgery
The slow chipping away of my autonomy
A rodent in a race unsung and underpaid
My colleagues seem to me like slaves in sheep-array
Then a shock goes through the herd at the nauseating purr
Of the corpos of the world when the content is secured
'Cause they're naked emperors hear the rattling of the purse
I hunger for the hearse 'cause nothing could be worse
Than a life lived as a limb in a debt anatomy
Rather be dead than a link in a chain of tyranny

Need a way to set it straight
Need to go out on the edge
Need to rage and get revenge
Need to feel myself again

Suit up, punch in, punch out non-stop
Suit up, punch in, punch out, get fucked

Pressured to mount the backs of my brothers
Clamber for clout year after year
The load multiplies up high on the ladder
The bottom falls out, then so does the fear

I've had enough
I've done enough
Here comes revenge
Here comes the end

Blood spatter in my face
Dead suits in my way
Bullets piercing me
Mama here comes liberty

Need a way to set it straight
Need to go out on the edge
Need to rage and get revenge
Need to feel myself again
Instead of

Suit up, punch in, punch out non-stop
Suit up, punch in, punch out, get fucked

Don't know how I began, but I was once a decent man
The promises I was made were made to keep me a slave
Cornered and kept on a wage to come the worst of my rage
One day the curtain falls

Time comes for all
Time comes for all
Now you gonna feel it
Time comes for all
Now you gonna feel it
Time comes for all
Now you gonna feel it

I've had enough
I've done enough
Here comes revenge
Here comes the end