I don't think I care for the way it pays
But oh this currency's enough to build my home someday
One breath will press my chest down, I think I'll stay
But will it be the same once I have broken the machine
Though unlikely, I'd like to hide from any differences
Re-evaluate my leadership and complete this thing I've started with
But no matter where I stand
No one wants to take my hand
I'm not gonna chase it down
Someone's got to hear me now
Don't you understand when I talk like this
But oh, I think you recognize my voice as a fist
Please won't you take my white teeth as a relief?
Behind them lies a sharpened tongue that you have yet to see
But no matter where I stand
No one wants to take my hand
I'm not gonna chase it down
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