Factotum

Never an answer
Never a cure
Just keep digging deeper
Just keep giving more
We'll die in these chains
If we can't claw our way out
These bodies will be our graves
No golden handshake
Greased palms for nothing
Keep swimming to surface
Keep gasping for air
We'll die in these chains
If we can't claw our way out
These bodies will be our graves
No more sleep
No more suffering



Credits
Writer(s): Flesh Creep
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