Wage War

You got rage, and you got hate

I'm just working for my two days

Your soul is lost, my soul is strong because

My morning's early, my days are long

Shackled by wage

Puppets on stage

We labor, we break

We give, they take

We live our lives afraid

Another's bed we make

If you can't go any lower

Then you better climb up and over

If you don't like who you've become

Pick up your feet wash off the scum

Wash away, choose your fate

Wash away, change your days

Trading life, to be broke

I won't break, not for nothing, no

When it burns, rise with the smoke

My tie's a noose, but I won't choke

Rise with the smoke

The flames we stoke

I'm smashed between the gears of their machine