I see it in the women, the coldness in their eyes


So shallow in their minds, so predictable in
desire

I see it in the bosses whose hands hold people's
lives

So stupid in promotion of old boys, sycophants
and liars

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And I feel a death coming on

The job I do is boring, they all hate me anyway

The days are long, the nights are just an
alcoholic haze

The weekends come and go, nothing different,
nothing new

I smoke because I need to and I drink because
there's nothing else to do

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

Somebody always fucks it up with a knife in the
back or a bullet in the guts

One door opens, another one shuts, somebody
always f***s it up

People think I'm crazy but I'm gonna make 'em pay


Let 'em laugh for now, the tears will soon be
hear to stay

A chance is all I asked but heads stay buried in
the sand

Going out in a blaze of glory, that's the only
thing they'll understand

[Chorus]