The Ballad of Buck Ravers

Lost another day to pointless drudgery The slow chipping away of my autonomy A rodent in a race unsung and underpaid My colleagues seem to me like slaves in sheep-array Then a shock goes through the herd at the nauseating purr Of the corpos of the world when the content is secured 'Cause they're naked emperors hear the rattling of the purse I hunger for the hearse 'cause nothing could be worse Than a life lived as a limb in a debt anatomy Rather be dead than a link in a chain of tyranny Need a way to set it straight Need to go out on the edge Need to rage and get revenge Need to feel myself again Suit up, punch in, punch out non-stop Suit up, punch in, punch out, get fucked Pressured to mount the backs of my brothers Clamber for clout year after year The load multiplies up high on the ladder The bottom falls out, then so does the fear I've had enough I've done enough Here comes revenge Here comes the end Blood spatter in my face Dead suits in my way Bullets piercing me Mama here comes liberty Need a way to set it straight Need to go out on the edge Need to rage and get revenge Need to feel myself again Instead of Suit up, punch in, punch out non-stop Suit up, punch in, punch out, get fucked Don't know how I began, but I was once a decent man The promises I was made were made to keep me a slave Cornered and kept on a wage to come the worst of my rage One day the curtain falls Time comes for all Time comes for all Now you gonna feel it Time comes for all Now you gonna feel it Time comes for all Now you gonna feel it I've had enough I've done enough Here comes revenge Here comes the end