Cooperative Male

Feeling let down by the system you trust
Put your hands on the car, this won't hurt that much
And if you ever seemed a little out of touch
Well right now be composed and just hush, hush, hush

Thinking about the chance you had to run away
Well it's too late now that they've got you in chains
Tan shoes, blue shorts- what is your race?
Gotta hold back so hard not to spit in your face

We got a first timer at the front of the line
Take your turns making jokes, whatever passes the time
Small little piggy looking scared for his life
Do you shake just like that lying next to your wife?
You got one phone call so use it well
Yeah whatever it takes to get me out of this cell
The words "red power" scratched hard into walls
So you know what came first before these hallowed halls

Thinking about the chance you had to run away
Well it's too late now that they've got you in chains
Tan shoes, blue shorts- what is your race?
Gotta hold back so hard not to spit in your face

I won't be afraid
Do you feel me?
If you want to break my will you'll have to kill me



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Tabor
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