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Please take your seats
Blessed are the people that are filled from their pantries
The fancy run this shanty (We need a vigilante)
Never in the clear, but we still persevere
Scrapping to get by, we are the final frontier
We dance with the devil, so expect no pause
We've got flaws, ain't got laws (We're fucking animals)
Bastards outclass us but they all have gods and masters
Their ethics keep 'em in sh-sh-sh-sh-shackles
Yeah, so I fixed at work again
They said, "Pack up," I said, "Amen"
Blessed are the people that are filled from their pantries
The fancy run this shanty (We need a vigilante)
Never in the clear, but we still persevere
Scrapping to get by, we are the final frontier
We dance with the devil, so expect no pause
We've got flaws, ain't got laws (We're fucking animals)
Bastards outclass us but they all have gods and masters
Their ethics keep 'em in sh-sh-sh-sh-shackles
Yeah, so I fixed at work again
They said, "Pack up," I said, "Amen"
And now I'm stuck in fucking traffic
Another drag, I'm down to plastic
Oh, how I wish that I could fly
The bills are high, but so am I
Below the bridge, the water's cool
I'm tired of being the fucking fool
Step out the car, they start to honk
Say goodbye to this old punk
The wind draws near as I approach
I step off into the unknown
Yo, give me that mic
Yeah, motherfucker put your hands up high
Hands up high
Put your hands in the sky
You're a real motherfucker, hands up high
Your wrists are tied and your hands are numb
Another drag, I'm down to plastic
Oh, how I wish that I could fly
The bills are high, but so am I
Below the bridge, the water's cool
I'm tired of being the fucking fool
Step out the car, they start to honk
Say goodbye to this old punk
The wind draws near as I approach
I step off into the unknown
Yo, give me that mic
Yeah, motherfucker put your hands up high
Hands up high
Put your hands in the sky
You're a real motherfucker, hands up high
Your wrists are tied and your hands are numb
It's the price to pay for your continuum
Your life's a lie and your mind's gone dry
It's the cost to own your condominium
Your spirit's shattered but the price is low
It's the trade you made for your dominion
Yeah, nothing matters unless it costs
What a costly engineered illusion
Your wrists are tied and your hands are numb
It's the price to pay for your continuum
Your life's a lie and your mind's gone dry
It's the cost to own your condominium
Your life's a lie and your mind's gone dry
It's the cost to own your condominium
Your spirit's shattered but the price is low
It's the trade you made for your dominion
Yeah, nothing matters unless it costs
What a costly engineered illusion
Your wrists are tied and your hands are numb
It's the price to pay for your continuum
Your life's a lie and your mind's gone dry
It's the cost to own your condominium
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