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Voice
01:04
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Paying lip-service to a room that's filled with ghosts
I loathe your endless posturing to which I play a host
your social agility now lacks a sense of tact
a priceless skill set you wont be getting back
reckless abandon without a care in the world
I wish I could be you with your confidence impearled
You're the voice in my head telling me not to care
I look around and you're never there
You're the voice in my head tellin' me not to care
I look around...
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Concrete Seat
00:43
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Elected by force, not a fucking choice
Seated at a table of decisions with no voice
Line your pockets with the public's trust
Time to pay the fiddler, your time is fucking up
Corrupt public policy for a kickback later
Your office is on fire, and now you'll do the time
Jury of your peers to a fucking cell
Life flushed down the toilet, your life is now hell
Leather throne to a concrete seat
You're paying the price this time
Leather throne to a concrete seat
You're paying the price...
Elected by force, not a fucking choice
Seated at a table of decisions with no voice
Line your pockets with the public's trust
Time to pay the fiddler, your time is fucking up!
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Rat Race
01:06
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Kill yourself for food to eat.
6AM You're fucking hitting the streets.
No plan thought out.
Drown your self doubts.
Another day, even more stress.
This panic attack is not a fucking test.
I dont know how much more I can take.
Fast food diet.
Blood clot riot.
Burning the candle like it has no end.
Running and running...
Work never stopping.
Can't even take 5 seconds to myself.
Running and running...
I'm NOT fucking stopping.
Gonna go crazy on this rat race from hell !
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