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I’m eating my own words and begging with lies
Circumventing reason for another month of trudging onward
Hard truth. Impoverished youth
Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
Can’t buy myself out. can’t ever escape
I'm just another slave bound to a fucking stick
I’m pushing my hands deeper into the mud
When they say it’s hard all over, it’s the fucking truth
I’m weeping into the gutter
I see the ladder and fucking shudder
If you work to the bone for fifty more years
the pension puts a stall to all your deepest fears
Hard truth. impoverished youth.
Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
Can’t buy myself out. can’t ever escape
I’m just another slave bound to a fucking stick
The doors aren’t open. they’re rusted shut
The way is closed. the path is gone.
I’m relenting to the corporate drone
Pushing my nose to the motherfucking grindstone
Splinters upon splinters
Wedging in deep
I try to pull them out with my worn down teeth
My periphery is narrowed like a god damned mule
Workhorse of the wicked, of the trite and cruel
I’m relenting to the drone
The endless drone

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from Roots of Earth Are Consuming My Home, released August 16, 2011
Guest vocals by Max Davis

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