I see it in the women, the coldness in their eyes 

So shallow in their minds, so predictable in desire 

I see it in the bosses whose hands hold people's lives 

So stupid in promotion of old boys, sycophants and liars 



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And I feel a death coming on 



The job I do is boring, they all hate me anyway 

The days are long, the nights are just an alcoholic haze 

The weekends come and go, nothing different, nothing new 

I smoke because I need to and I drink because there's nothing else to do 



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[Bridge]

Somebody always fucks it up with a knife in the back or a bullet in the guts 

One door opens, another one shuts, somebody always f***s it up 



People think I'm crazy but I'm gonna make 'em pay 

Let 'em laugh for now, the tears will soon be hear to stay 

A chance is all I asked but heads stay buried in the sand 

Going out in a blaze of glory, that's the only thing they'll understand 



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