Living every day in the hole, I can't take anymore
Punch in, punch out
But I can't cash that check until the quota's met
So I'm living in the shadow of a mount of debt
How can I live, how can I sleep
When I can't get a dollar so my family can eat?
I hate the game, but we gotta survive
So I'm doing all I can just to keep us alive
They'll trade a life for a life, it doesn't matter
If you give them the chance, and they take it
Then they'll give you the knife
Or maybe burn you from the inside out
Terminated by a so-called justifiable right
And while they're sitting on their a**es all day
We work our hands to the bone—for what?
Even though we know nothing's ever gonna f**ing change
How can I live, how can I sleep
When I can't get a dollar so my family can eat?
I hate the game, but we gotta survive
So I'm doing all I can just to keep us alive
But I don't want to be another face in the ma**es
Still a dog without a bone at the feet of his master
Still picking up the scraps under the table
But it's just not enough, no it's just not enough
‘Cause I'm hungry, I need some sustenance
But I won't swallow all those lies
I'd rather choke on my pride
Or else we'll keep slaving away
And soon we'll all be dead if we don't take down the pace
Others choose ignorance rooted in apathy
They've taken the bait
It's so cold when no one wants to walk this path with me
But it's not too late… Is it too late?
Can anybody set me free?
Just set me free
f** all these tyrants
Cut my vocal cords but I'll never be silenced
I'm a soft speaker capable of devastating violence
So f** the book, I've got a story to tell
I'm done shoveling the coals they use to fuel this hell
Yeah, you broke my bank, well I could break your necks
But you just laugh
You think I'm not that cold
A revolution made of one man
No pitchfork, no gun—he's got a pen in his hand