you can spend your whole life working for something
just to have it taken away
people walk around pushing back their debts
wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets
talking about nothing, not thinking about death
working your fingers bare to the bone
breaking your back, make you sell your soul.
like a lung that’s filled with coal, suffocating slow
the wind blows wild and i may move
the politicians lie and i am not fooled.
you don't need no reason or a three piece suit to argue the truth
the air on my skin and the world under my toes
slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes
chaos and commotion wherever I go, love i try to follow
love will come set me free
