Someday you might have somewhere that you belong to, that you call home, and you'll be surrounded by things that hold you right where you are. I won't be around then. There will be one less hick in this shit town.
Don't get buried underneath all the comforts that you keep. Me, I'm hanging by a string, one paycheck away from starving.
You're not paying attention if you think they don't have you by the balls, locked into the system, hooked on a promise of a reward for your good behavior. Like so many before us, we will be bled dry.
In the race to make ends meet, there's no choice but to compete. He who toils earns his bread, all the rest as good as dead.
Same as any boss or any lover, before they let you quit they'll make you suffer.
Let's give em a raincheck, and drink through our wages. All of these dead ends, they ain't gonna pave themselves. Let's go cuz I'm restless, impatient and reckless. Sick of your prudence, I would rather crash and burn. Soon I'll be someplace where I know can't be found, and there will be one less hick in this shit town.
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