Dead End Road
forced to walk some stamped out paths
with no escape passageways
everyone knows where this road leads
this road leads to my very end
my hands are clenched to a fist
in this world ignorance is bliss
so I pretend to be strong
to survive in a world I don't belong
money talks but I'm not listening
I fucking bite the hand that feeds
with no escape passageways
everyone knows where this road leads
this road leads to my very end
my hands are clenched to a fist
in this world ignorance is bliss
so I pretend to be strong
to survive in a world I don't belong
money talks but I'm not listening
I fucking bite the hand that feeds
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Osborne, Michael Heeney
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