I can't move on with you around, ignoring my needs.
Painted piece of a city block, out come the nightsticks
Exchange a smile, but that's where it ends. you judge
When the corporations are left holding all the cards, who
I can't help but feel that my life is falling
Once a bond of love and trust, now that's all
Another year goes by and still my world is grey.
All my life i've been dealing with the pain, of
A DIY facade with a high price at the door,
Life's got me beat,there's no end in sight. i accept
You get on my nerves and under my skin. i'm
I wish i didn't have to say it, but all's
The blood-thirsty corpses on capitol hill instill their policies at
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