All the work and prayers burn A waste of sweat and breath God turns his deaf ear to me Like I'm the one that doesn't exist
I never saw my mother cry Because she was working the 5 to 9 Please don't put flowers on my casket I'm not ready to be buried yet
I'll never see a penny from this record sale
Snatching shit off Wal Mart shelves It's hard to eat with empty pockets Who can explain to me why none of us have a fucking thing? Depression is reigning king Tell me why I should not give up all hope
My prayers were never answered Nothing filled my empty hands That's when I realized god either hated me
All the work and prayers burn A waste of sweat and breath God turns his deaf ear to me Like I'm the one that doesn't exist
All the work and prayers burn A waste of sweat and breath God turns his deaf ear to me Like I'm the one that doesn't exist
Unless I'm hanging from a camouflage rope
Please don't put flowers on my casket I'm not ready to be buried yet
Everything I have I've stolen Why should I compromise my freedom?