Album : Terror Squad
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Out of school, feel like a fool
Nothing you learned but the rule
Don't you forget you were the pet
No love characters in stead

Your life goes on - your death has begun
Reputable you look - but you're on the hook

Unite with your work, use tie and shirt
Just because that's what they want
The system of strings are breakin' your wings
Ignorance will build you a throne

Your life goes on - your death has begun
Reputable you look - but you're on the hook

You keep reminding yourself
That life is just life when you're active
If you expect to be paid
You have to be fuckin' attractive
You're prong on your work
No time to relax in the grass
'Cause when shit turns to gold
The poor will be born without ass

Unite with your work, dragged in the dirt
Just because that's what they want
The system you ride, the system you fight
The system will beat your life

Your life goes on - your death has begun
Reputable you look - but you're on the hook

You keep reminding yourself
That life is just life when you're active
If you expect to be paid
You have to be fuckin' attractive
You're prong on your work
No time to relax in the grass
'Cause when shit turns to gold
The poor will be born without ass.
Out of school, feel like a fool   Nothing you learned but the rule   Don't you forget you were the pet   No love characters in stead      Your life goes on - your death has begun   Reputable you look - but you're on the hook      Unite with your work, use tie and shirt   Just because that's what they want   The system of strings are breakin' your wings   Ignorance will build you a throne      Your life goes on - your death has begun   Reputable you look - but you're on the hook      You keep reminding yourself   That life is just life when you're active   If you expect to be paid   You have to be fuckin' attractive   You're prong on your work   No time to relax in the grass   'Cause when shit turns to gold   The poor will be born without ass      Unite with your work, dragged in the dirt   Just because that's what they want   The system you ride, the system you fight   The system will beat your life      Your life goes on - your death has begun   Reputable you look - but you're on the hook      You keep reminding yourself   That life is just life when you're active   If you expect to be paid   You have to be fuckin' attractive   You're prong on your work   No time to relax in the grass   'Cause when shit turns to gold   The poor will be born without ass.