Paroles A Cold Well, Underground de Gift Horse Mouth

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Textes et Paroles de A Cold Well, Underground




I'm tired of keeping my mouth shut,As they fuck us like a two-bob cheap slut,Throw money in a cesspit, yes but,When it's from my pocket I'm screaming now.Talking down like we're here to serve them,Well I'm not buying into low-paid serfdom,You say you'll give them just what they're worth, thenTake it from my pocket and I'm screaming now.It's time to rise up,Because no more will I take it.I'm getting up to put you down, down, down.Running round like a headless chicken,Can't afford a bucket to be sick in,Then they dish out even more ass-kicking,Take it from my pocket and I'm screaming now.Suits and boots in their new cars drivin',We all struggle but the pigs are thrivin'These times are so hard to just stay alive in,Nothing in my pocket and I'm screaming now.It's time to rise up,Because no more will I take it.I'm getting up to put you down.Get sick of trying,When you know you'll never make it.I'm getting up to put you down, down, down.One day we're gonna do things my way,Suits will quiver when I get my say,I know we'll flourish when it gets to my day,But when it's from my pocket I'm screaming now.It's time to rise up,Because no more will I take it.I'm getting up to put you down.Get sick of trying,When you know you'll never make it.I'm getting up to put you down, down, down,I'm gonna pound the daylights out of you.

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