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the holy ghost tabernacle choir - grease log كلمات الأغنية

“another city dying of a disease
whose anatomy was just beyond the inhabitants’ grasp.” _ pg. 30

i feel so defeated in here
(i’m just a dog inside a cage)
(the repetition’s gotten old)
it’s all so bleak, i want to
(snap!)

(i just need to remain focused)
please don’t treat me this way
(blinded by my daily rage)
(it’s not just me, we all)
hurt!

(i have nothing but anger now)
(i’ll bury it in my papers)
when did i lose integrity?
(growling at the passerby)
(wait!)

i’m reduced to the lies i sell
(i work, i f_ck, i sleep, i seethe)
(i am only doing my job)
it has mе wanting to
die!
bleeding currency into the culvert
all thе profit has run from my body
bleaching on the tar running through
the business district
(put on your workin shoes boy)

logan:
[on what stilts should
we hold our wealth now?
what will tax do
without a balance?

the sunset of money burning on the horizon
how will we pay for all the wrong we’ve done?
i have no mouth, but i must shriek
when it falls apart, what will our paystubs hold?]

my wallet’s been bleeding since before i was born
the heart of the pocket consumed by cancer
always praying to a corporate god but i never get an answer
i don’t hear a thing

approaching
the end
of
work
life
balance
set myself on fire
hang me from the fan
bring the office down
my life as the match

- the holy ghost tabernacle choir

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