I watch them fall Just out of reach I watch their plan get worse I hear them slur their speech
"Pay my way, I can't survive. Pay my way, I can't exist. Pay my way, I'm tired of begging. Pay my way, I've all but unraveled, Despondent and sick."
Pay our way We are sick of our part Pay our way We reach back for something to break a fall Pay our way We've been fucked from the start Caught unaware That finance fuels the sickness at heart We are all sick
And these men don't care All plush seats and bright suits These men will never care They're in line to have their pockets lined In step to have us underlined
Thrown out address to avoid Name enumerated, spit out and destroyed
I watch them fall Just out of reach I watch their plan get worse I hear them slur their speech I will never slur my speech
