1. |
As Free As I Get
02:10
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I woke up the same
Way that I slept
Without a dime to my name
Drowning in debt
I feel like numbing the pain
But nothings worked for it yet
Hell I don’t mean to complain
But it’s the thing I do best
Yeah it’s what I do best
Well I cost more than I make, so I gotta make up the rest
Fuckin over the system that led us into this mess
Like a CEO I think with criminal intent
I steal from a corporation every chance that I get
They steal from us too it’s a game on both ends
It’s like I battle Loss Prevention and my weapon is Theft
So every time I go shopping it’s like I’m playing chess
They keep me checked but I’m squirrely and they ain’t had me yet
And that’s as far as it can go
they say you gotta give up the jig
But I ain’t asking permission
from no one to live
I get by like I’m feral
That’s as free as I get
I tried to do it right I’ve had a few jobs
But I always fuck it up when I start sweatin my boss
Who’s always riding my ass to make sure I don’t fuck off
It always leaves me feeling worthless when I live like a cog
But every days a struggle either way it gets hard
I’m ridin’ ‘round on empty and the gas light is on
So I’m like a wild animal but with a gun in his draws
I guess take me to the bank I need to make a withdrawal
And that’s as far as it can go
They say you gotta give up the jig
But I ain’t askin permission
from no one to live
I get by like I’m feral
That’s as free as I get
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2. |
Comrade
01:51
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Well the best of intentions
Turn into prison sentences
That’s what happens when you listen to the voices in your head
But it sucks that your choices
Are tranquilizers or voices
I don’t blame you for torching that Portland apartment complex
Well metaphorically it’s beautiful to me
Well I feel like an asshole
Cuz I can’t send you the letter
That I wrote saying I love you and I wish that you were out
Cuz I feel like it’s my fault
That you ever became involved
In this self destructive lifestyle that led you to be without the things you need
Well I guess poverty is beautiful to me
Yeah symbolically it’s beautiful to me
And though I’m not a man of faith
I’ll try to stomach just a taste
Of something less than cynicism as we keep loosing this fight
To make the walls and systems fracture
And to overtake your captors
But it feels like waiting for the rapture and I don’t believe in Christ
But metaphorically it’s beautiful to me
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3. |
Clockworx
02:44
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We counted cameras, checked for tags lifting whatever
Carried handguns to show security if they checked our pockets
We were like clockwork, committed to crime cuz often
Its what made us feel alive instead of something more robotic
But I digress
Cuz now that gun is my hand, my temple pulsing where it’s pressed
I commit crime just to keep my conscious intact
Take my beatings with the smile of a psyche that’s been cracked
I’m throwing punches at the cages of my social prison cell
Yanking out my life support demanding unplugged from this hell
But you’ve been tamed
Stripped of all your power so now all you do’s complain
Yeah it seems to me the only thing we ever do’s complain
The skies grow darker
And today like any day
Will be the last day of my life
At least if I have any say
But I digress, yes and the rest of you’ve been tamed
I can see it in the eyes of almost everybody’s face
Let all the moments blur together, forever to be forgotten
Like clockwork, the gears will never see their labors’ product
Like the onslaught of panic that collapses on my chest
Every building that we burn down lets them know their time is spent
We are like clockwork, committed to crime cuz often
It’s what makes us feel alive instead of something more robotic
But I’ll take my chances disgracing what they hold sacred
Just to spit it in the faces of the keepers of my cage
Who I detest
But I guess since all you do is take then you can take two to the chest
And if you got some shit to say
Then you can take two to the chest
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4. |
Die Young (Ke$ha)
02:51
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I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young
Like we’re gonna die young
Like we’re gonna die young
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die
Young hearts, out our minds
Runnin' till we’re outta time
Wild childs, lookin' good
Livin' hard just like we should
Don't care whose watching when were fuckin it up (you know)
That magic that we got nobody can touch (for sure)
Looking for some trouble tonight (yeah)
Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side
Like it's the last night of our lives (uh huh)
We'll keep dancing till we die
I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young
Like we’re gonna die young
Like we’re gonna die young
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die
Young punks, taking shots
Stripping down to dirty socks
Music up, gettin' hot
Kiss me, give me all you've got
It's pretty obvious that you've got a crush (you know)
That magic in your pants, it's making me blush (for sure)
Looking for some trouble tonight (yeah)
Take my hand I'll show you the wild side
Like it's the last night of our lives (uh huh)
We'll keep dancing till we die
I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms,
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die
Like we’re gonna die
Like we’re gonna die
Let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young
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