I don't set out to please them
God I don't need them
Gotta be something
In the food
That they feed them
There's a dead end sign on your door
You better not come around here anymore
The alarm went off
So you get up get out of bed
You look at yourself
And you just don't like it
So how do you play
When the hand that you're dealt
It just don't feel right
It just don't feel right
It just don't...
You're a yellow line
On a highway
That just won't end
That just won't end
Waiting to get run over
And over and over again
You write small checks
To big men
To pay your bills
To make ends
But where's the end you fucker
You said one day it'd be here
One day it'll be here
One day it'll be...
Pick up your head x5
So let the weak ones line up
Let'em all fall in
Let'em all go
Just another one down
Pick up your head x5
So let the weak ones line up
Let'em all fall in
Let'em all go
Just another one down
I don't set out to need them
I don't believe them
God I wanna bite that hand
That's feeding
But there's a dollar sign
On your door
You turn it off
And I can't live anymore
But the alarm went off
So you get up, you get outta bed
You look at yourself
You still don't like it
But what do you say
To yourself when yourself
Ain't got nothing to say to you
Pick up your head x5
So let the weak ones line up
Let'em all fall in
Let'em all go
Just another one down
Pick up your head x5
So let the weak ones line up
Let'em all fall in
Let'em all go
Just another one down
Pick up your head x5
So let the weak ones line up
Let'em all fall in
Let'em all go
Just another one down
Pick up your head x5
So let the weak ones line up
Let'em all fall in
Let'em all go
Just another one down