Work Whorse
Losing every single piece of myself, yeah
I struggle and I strive
What brings me back to this place everyday,
Yet again I'm asking why
Another no-faced slave to the dollar
Another kid wearing society's collar
Got to get out, shake myself free
My thoughts are being smothered by animosity
Not over by a long shot
I don't think that I'm quite dead yet
Just a zombie chasing my own tail
Up to my knees in human shit
I'll get a shotgun and I'll use it
Fire against fire, what's my point and will it prove it
It's just another way to throw my life away
A jail cell is nothing short of being in a grave
I cannot leave, I will not stay
A catch-22 when I wake up everyday
This factory'd be better burnt to the ground
And then I'd take the torch to this motherfuckin' town
Not over by a long shot
I don't think that I'm quite dead yet
Just a zombie chasing my own tail
Up to my knees in human shit
Working the yard till 4 o'clock
My back is busted and my nerves are shot
I come home with nothing to say
Sedated and destructive in every single way
I can't take it, I'm really losing it
The destruction may be over, but I'm not done yet
This factory'd be better burnt to the ground
And then I'd take the torch to this motherfuckin' town
Not over by a long shot
I don't think that I'm quite dead yet
Just a zombie chasing my own tail
Up to my knees in human shit
Oh yeah... oh yeah
I struggle and I strive
What brings me back to this place everyday,
Yet again I'm asking why
Another no-faced slave to the dollar
Another kid wearing society's collar
Got to get out, shake myself free
My thoughts are being smothered by animosity
Not over by a long shot
I don't think that I'm quite dead yet
Just a zombie chasing my own tail
Up to my knees in human shit
I'll get a shotgun and I'll use it
Fire against fire, what's my point and will it prove it
It's just another way to throw my life away
A jail cell is nothing short of being in a grave
I cannot leave, I will not stay
A catch-22 when I wake up everyday
This factory'd be better burnt to the ground
And then I'd take the torch to this motherfuckin' town
Not over by a long shot
I don't think that I'm quite dead yet
Just a zombie chasing my own tail
Up to my knees in human shit
Working the yard till 4 o'clock
My back is busted and my nerves are shot
I come home with nothing to say
Sedated and destructive in every single way
I can't take it, I'm really losing it
The destruction may be over, but I'm not done yet
This factory'd be better burnt to the ground
And then I'd take the torch to this motherfuckin' town
Not over by a long shot
I don't think that I'm quite dead yet
Just a zombie chasing my own tail
Up to my knees in human shit
Oh yeah... oh yeah
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Writer(s): Johnny No-keys
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