Pink Slip

Lyrics

I've got war on my mind all the time A fuckin' a slave to the bottom line Do you recognize that sound? That's your little white lie breaking down Selling us shit, hand over fist, we're sitting ducks and I'm sick of it Do you really think you know what's up? I'll turn it upside down I'm a guillotine waiting for the head that wears the crown. Just don't look down It's coming back around Selling us shit, hand over fist, we're sitting ducks and I'm sick of it Remain oblivious, and reset assured they'll take our silence as permission Is it still called "control" when it's for our own protection? I've got way on my mind all the time, all the time, all the time, all time I've got way on my mind all the time, all the time, all the time, all time