Lyrics

Wake up each morning, same shit just different day Trying to make a difference, in some kind of way You long for a saviour, some kind of release Barely existing, living, down on your knees So you need distraction from the 9-5 Half drunk to death just to feel alive Get down the front, fucking join us, Son Grab a one way ticket to Oblivion Scratching and clawing, trying to get out of your cage Why won't you fuckin listen, to what I gotta say You've lost sense, you've lost feeling Come give your life new meaning! So you need distraction from the 9-5 Half drunk to death just to feel alive Get down the front, fucking join us son Grab a one way ticket to Oblivion Your ignorance is no fucking excuse I'm trying to educate you but it's no fucking use Let Oblivion in? It's your time to choose... So you need distraction from the 9-5 Half drunk to death just to feel alive Get down the front, fucking join us, Son Grab a one way ticket to Oblivion
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