gc5 - borrowed time lyrics
i’m not theirs in product or in name
but i’ve got no true discretion i can speak of
you can make your own distinctions but it’s all the f-cking same
it’s servitude for someone else’s sake
and i dream i’m gonna give’em the old heave ho!
and my every thought turns to overthrow (let’s go!)
and i strive to bite the hand that’s feeding me at last
and carry on the banner of the working cl-ss
when i’m dead on my feet or shackled to the beat
i’m always looking back over my shoulder
they make me paranoid and relegate me to defeat
a fate that fits me like an oak box
the long hard days of dead monotony
the foreman looking down, so paternal
i’ll curse the f-cking hours cause i know they’re not for me
but for now i’ll carry on on borrowed time
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