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Middle Class Rut

No Sale

 

No Sale

(album: Gutters - 2018)


Born in the basement, lying statement
They pay off gods to win
A lifetime down in a ship with no sale
There's hook on the line, yeah money's there now
But they ain't coming in
The hammer brings back the life to this nail

I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's faking all the time
I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's aching all the time

Born like a leech
I learn to suck off the life in front of me
An addict in the field too weak to say no
Beat him in the back, yeah fuck him up
He ain't that much to see
The rich stay fed while the rest just fight alone

I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's faking all the time
I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's aching all the time

As they pile in I see you make bail
The cell is open
The jury's out now
You're coming in but there's no one there

I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's faking all the time
I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's aching all the time

I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's faking all the time
I feel my head and body's vacant
Body's aching all the time

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