I move the steel grate across my chest
Because it's real
But the blood stays in my skin
Like something else is trapped inside me
Sitting in traffic on the daily grind
But somewhere i got to draw the line
What's the point in this fucking rat race
I want to shoot myself in the fucking face
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They call this wealth?
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They feed it to us
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And we eat it all up
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