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lyrics

Lyrics by Phillips


I always get this feeling something just ain't right
its just the sickest sinking feeling trying to sleep at night
so I wake up in the morning and I write about it
cuz i know its the only kind of relief I'm gonna get

and I......ask myself, when I pay up, who benefits from my labor?
when the ends don't meet and I wind up in the streets....

trying to live in peace

you better wise up
do what the soul craves
make your mind up
don't be a wageslave

whoa they're making it rough
I've had enough of being tired, broke and FED up!
and all I'm asking whats at stake? whats it take?
to run these jokers outta town
and break the bank

HEY!!
there's not much left of me for you to
OWN!!
so do your best to squeeze blood from
STONE!!
til I can't breathe, and I find myself...
HEY!!
in the streets

trying to live in peace

you better wise up.....

you wanna live in peace?
just trying to get a piece?
they're gonna take a piece
right out yo ass

wake the fuck up, cuz you only live once you should be filling your cup
I feel your pain when your wasting away at this job that you hate
at the end of the day you can't afford your own grave

HEY!!
there's not much left of me for you to
OWN!!
do your best to squeeze blood from
STONE!!
til I can't breathe, and I find myself
HEY!!
in the streets

trying to live in peace

you better wise up
do what the soul craves
make your mind up
don't be a wageslave

credits

from Poetry For The Apocalypse, released July 29, 2011
Music by Fire In The Asylum
Produced by Shane Smith and Manny Nieto
Recorded in Los Angeles at Manny’s Estudio May 2011
Engineered and Mixed by Shane Smith and Manny Nieto
Mastered by Shane Smith

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