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I feel like T-Swift I got a blank space
In this life I gotta speed race
Down n' out still gotta keep faith
Everyday feel like a wage slave
In

wage slave
We're dying to work
Fits like a noose
Your overlord skirts
Here to abuse
Your care is a chore
Fill up your face
All thanks to the poor
That

Silent I'm running away
Bathe in the water that's stained
Drowning in minimum wage
Slave to the darkest of days
I am the phantom that sways
I'll be

jak wage slave bruv

Nejedem ballin nejedem hustle žádnej guap
Well fed ale crew má pořád hlad
Nejedem beef prcám bejt real jedu na strach
Žádnej chain

the cage intact
I'm a wage slave  I threw out my back
I been slapped with that
I'm back on track apt to snap disturbingly

Eternity again
Always within zen

to love and live at peace
Work until the day my bones give and break
And I fucking hate the world the way it is today
All bark no bite just hate a wage

the economy
Another generation of wage slaves
The demon God Moloch is hungry
And needs some new flesh to chew on

So breed more for Him

And the second you give

own the shit//
They call they job, cuz see for the wage slave/ friday night the getaway mainstay so just make way//
 suitors approach, intrigued by

From the workhouses to the corporate wage slaves
Laboured by the candlelight
A wealth amassed from the death of a culture
False hope to those

From the workhouses to the corporate wage slaves
Laboured by the candlelight
A wealth amassed from the death of a culture
False hope to those

limps towards her death
Infected by the colonial parasite
The parasite of capital
Not corrupted
But functioning as designed

Feeding their wage slaves

security

LIKE YOU EVER HAD A FUCKING CHOICE
GET FUCKED WAGE SLAVE 
CUNT

When hear the beat
I attack it
I go dummy stupid
No one in the attic
Society’s ruthless
Top down
Wants us as
Wage slave addicts
Renegade youngin’s

wage slave
Heading to an early grave
Kill myself its no great loss
Don't have the balls to kill my boss

It's downtown Tokyo instant noodles here we go

to do is take the game
Been a wage slave, gotta break the chain
If I stake a claim, then I'm coming for it
I'm not running from it, bitch
I'm running

Woke up and it's August
Feels like every day before it
How can I plan for the future
If I'm not sure it exists

I'm just a wage slave,  wasting time

on the job
Boss said that sounds perfect
Sign me up for snow, rain, heat, gloom, in surplus
Wage slave came to masquerade at your service
And still tryna get

The religion of currency. Dreaming bout prestige. Fear ain’t passed on, it’s created. Coded. Cemented. Blasted. Airwaves, wage slaves, tired, lonely journeys

upgrade your lifestyle as you
Make more and more money
And that upgrading of the lifestyle ups
What you consider to be wealth
And you stay in this wage

know what's up
Keeping your bitches busy, the media gets a cut from the profits made
Wage slaves underpaid, you know how it's played
It's Monopoly games,

excuses, no escape
What else is there left to say?
"What else do you have to say?"
A wage slave to a corporate king
I know that
'I am nothing'
A sole

Currency worthless, bureaucracy gone
Wage slaves now warriors of the nuclear age
The strong band together, the weak are not saved

Punished as one, for

Milan
And we all look like some dry food
In this cannibalistic system
Nihilist wage slaves, historic omissions
Visceral screams and horrible visions

It could have been a teenage dream, a picture in a magazine
Whatever it was it became a life-changer
It took him from a wage-slave creep, a treadmill