Watch the broken common man 

Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour. 

Dirty and sweaty 

With just enough to get by. 

Calluses on his hands calluses on his soul 

Hard-boiled son of a bitcch 

Scraping away on the down hill grind. 

It's a means to an end, a mean end for most. 

Death and domestication ends in shattered hopes 

Can't see the hand at the other end of the leash. 

Turn and bite. 

Turn and bite the hand that bleeds you dry. 

Throw yourself a bone, no one else will. 

Compromise leads to self-loathing 

Money the excrement of labor. 

And you don't get to keep shcit 

Except politics and power trips and a bad breath down your neck. 

I know 

For I have toiled in the halls of the mighty 

And not received a teardrop in a bucket. 

Motherfuck it. 

The world doesn't owe me a thing 

But you do (Motherfucker). 

So crooked when you die they're ganna have to screw your ass into the ground. 

As life slowly unravels 

Rise above, extract your life. 

Will you look within 

Then turn around and bite? 

Day by day the mask suffocates your life 

Is this any way to live? 

No fucking way.