Graham O'Brien - Freedom Slave lyrics

[Verse 1: Joe Horton:] Set the trap ‘ Build the planet as a cell block Sell bottled water 'til the well rots Hell's got nothing on a slaughterhouse ‘ 5 on a coping sk** Folded to a flower, if the dream comes I'll know it's real But if it doesn't then f** it I'll bloom beautiful Instead of walking around like the rest of these prisoners, shell shocked k**ing their bodies, instead of the k**ing their egos Evolved to treat every body equal But equal ain't the same as the same so only the names change Cemetery choked with the dead things we're trying to save Forbidden fruit turned an ape to an intellectual Fermenting grape helped him escape the weight of his awareness But sooner or later the hangover comes calling And the angel he went to bed with wakes up on the wrong shoulder She can only laugh in the face of the karmic blood thirst As her epitaph soaks into the gradients of dawn Put me in the ground however deep you can carry me down [Hook: Joe Horton:] Bury me a freedom slave Bury me a free, dumb slave