Slave Labour My chains are paper thin and they're welded with ink
Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight blood don't leak A contract with a devil for a life of disdain See me in the limelight, an indentured slave I blame myself
God, help me pour this gas on me I need to drown in flames to be free Help me pour this gas on me Choke another product for the mass to consume
A slave on the prayer wheel in conformed disguise The flocks of mindless sheep that have been coporately groomed
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Ignorance through apathy, like drones in the hive I blame myself God, help me pour this gas on me
I need to drown in flames to be free
Help me pour this gas on me I sold my soul, I sold my soul... God, help me pour this gas on me
I need to drown in flames to be free Help me pour this gas on me
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