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These warehouse wages kill ends introduction man
I shoulda schooled it up when I was younger
shoulda stuck to plan
always had the dreams of being more self assertive
and my kid’s a teenager now
he needs the health insurance
so break my body break break my soul down
just another zombie walkin’ blindly
through your ghost town
pull up to the bar politic and tap the power
ain’t nobody really all that jolly at your happy hour
but I don’t wanna go home yet
so I’ma talk to my cigarette and that television set
it doesn’t matter what brand or station
anything to take away from the current situation
no overtime pay no holiday
months behind on everything but the lottery
winter ’round the corner guarnteeing that my car dies
wifey havin’ trouble tryin’ to juggle both part times
my cup ain’t close to filled up
we tryinto build up so we can have enough
and when I finally get the color
won’t be nothin’ left to paint on
a friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song

my better half is mad
at makin’ magic outta canned goods
my tax bracket status got her questionin’ my manhood
my shorty got cought smokin weed at a concert
and if I smack him everyboy treats me like a monster
my neighbors aint doing much better
and we make it competition instead of stickin’ together
can’t save no nest egg
in fact this nest is rented in fact that rent is late
wait the money ain’t here the raise ain’t commin’
just me and my son and that crazy woman
and those bartenders this whole fucking country
got everybody swallowin’ that lunchmeat
well maybe we can speed up the process
kill me in my thirties in the name of progress
put me in the dirt and then change the topic
sometimes seems like the only way to stop it
contemplate my departure date
doesn’t take alot to get alot of us to talk this way
take a shot at me that’s all i’m obligated for
apparently my only guarantee is a walk away

the only guarantee in life is life worth dying for
cause’ death don’t wait for no one
he’s sittin on your front door

Atmosphere, Tons Of Lyrics

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You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you.

You just got off work, huh?
Another night feeling like the worst one.
You didn’t even count your tips yet,
But you can tell that it ain’t no big step.
I don’t see why you so nice to customers
They’re all f**ks and low lives.
But don’t fight, just keep the lip stiff
And get that money it’s the weekend shift.
But why they all gotta be freaks.
Wish they would just eat and leave.
And keep they eyes to theyselves, already insecure, don’t need any help.
But you can blame the pride that makes you hold your anger inside,
But deep down you wanna curse them all.
F**k off asshole jerk off dirt ball.

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you.

Now attitude check,
Still show up? You haven’t quit yet?
And even when your meat gets sweet
They still treat you like a piece of meat. Huh.
Outrageous, each day this clock tick tock and you still a waitress.
Trying to pay them student loans
And the lights and the phone and the food and the home.
And you ain’t quite broke but you couldn’t afford that place on your own.
Gotta roommate, to split the rent with
Now you never feel independent.
And everything seems so hallow
Cause after work, where’d that smile go?
Better bring it back tomorrow.
Now, pick up the pace and you might make bar close.
Perfect, last call then some.
Flirtin’, sexual tension.
Surfin’, through them men
Cause they all searching for that bent one.
But just one to bend, and you look like you could be my friend.
With a smile like that, I gotta flirt.
Girl, you just look like you got off work.
Huh.. huh… huh…

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you don’t know you.

Atmosphere, Tons Of Lyrics

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