Engines Of Aggression
Engines Of Aggression - The Cynic lyrics
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Crawled to the surface, been shot down Don't give out on the street boy Got ya livin' underground Now I can look right at you No feelings in my eyes Got my feet in motion Don't care who lives or dies I can't help ya! So just get outta my way I can't help ya! You got it? You got it? You say you need a dollar Pockets are dry So where'd you get those tennis shoes? You're lookin' like you're high But I can't help thinkin' That it's a mistake You put one over on me And the more I give The better you take I can't help ya! So just get outta my way I can't help ya! You got it? You got it? I pull up on you and I see your sign "Wife and kids are hungry" Goddammit! I can't help ya! So just get outta my way I can't help ya! You got it? You got it? Just go away... I can't help ya Just go away...