Living every day in the hole, I can't take anymore

Punch in, punch out

But I can't cash that check until the quota's met

So I'm living in the shadow of a mount of debt



How can I live, how can I sleep

When I can't get a dollar so my family can eat?

I hate the game, but we gotta survive

So I'm doing all I can just to keep us alive



They'll take a life for a life, it doesn't matter,

If you give them the chance, and they take it

Then they'll give you the knife

Or maybe burn you from the inside out

Terminated by a so-called justifiable right

And while they're sitting on their asses all day

We work our hands to the bone—for what?

Even though we know nothing's ever gonna f**king change



How can I live, how can I sleep

When I can't get a dollar so my family can eat?

I hate the game, but we gotta survive

So I'm doing all I can just to keep us alive



But I don't want to be another face in the masses

Still a dog without a bone at the feet of his master

Still picking up the scraps under the table

But it's just not enough, no it's just not enough

'Cause I'm hungry, I need some sustenance

But I won't swallow all those lies

I'd rather choke on my pride

Or else we'll keep slaving away,

And soon we'll all be dead if we don't take down the pace

Others choose ignorance rooted in apathy

They've taken the bait

It's so cold when no one wants to walk this path with me

But it's not too late Is it too late?

Can anybody set me free?

Just set me free



f**k all these tyrants

Cut my vocal cords but I'll never be silenced

I'm a soft speaker capable of devastating violence



So f**k the book, I've got a story to tell

I'm done shoveling the coals they use to fuel this hell

Yeah, you broke my bank, well I could break your necks

But you just laugh

You think I'm not that cold

A revolution made of one man

No pitchfork, no gun—he's got a pen in his hand