At the End of the Day

Don't you know it's sad when you're no body special
Don't you know it's sad when you're just who you is
Don't you know it's bad when no one hears your story
Forgotten like roads in the mist

What's a matter, dog - don't you know what I mean?
Even a killer can be trained to submit?
Little goat, it's fine when you don't think about it
Distracted by chasing fleeting bliss

You're bound and gagged by the people you serve
You're bound and gagged all the same
You're bound and gagged by the people you serve
At the end of the day you're a slave

Can you feel a dull pain aching inside you
Calling you to act or don't act, it's the same
Have you heard Justice just exists for the victors?
And the victims in this small town are tamed



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Morris
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