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Like a noose round my neck

Fix my tie, stand up straight

Gasp for air, fight for breath

Wipe my cold breaking sweat

Sick of all the jokers

Lies rolling off their tongues

Killing all emotion

Wasting life under the gun

Save your words and keep them brief

I ain’t your corporate leech

Dreams and lies meant to deceive

Were only held in disbelief

Private cell, no escape

Golden shackles on my hands

Fall in line with all the rest

Roar like lions, die like lambs

Sick of all the jokers

Lies rolling off their tongues

Hope's dying in slow motion

Wasting life under the gun

Save your words and keep them brief

I ain’t your corporate leech

Dreams and lies meant to deceive

Were only held in disbelief