歌词

Are you a wolf, warm in your pin stripes?
Is your pen a boot knife, drawing red and dollar green?
Two colors for everything
Look how the teeth mash, look how they smile
It's some kind of witchcraft that keeps us laughing all the time
Some kind of witchcraft
We did our jobs, so quick and calm
We did our jobs, wasting no love
Have I been drinking? My feet are kicking
Like someone's pushing this institution down my throat
And I'm gonna choke
Is this a living? This steady gunning
It's got a rhythm sure, a hemiola to my pulse
A messy rush
We did our jobs, so quick and calm
We did our jobs, wasting no blood
Ambition give me wings
Ambition break my legs
She swims inside my head
Was planted in my skin
And I can't forgive
Have I been driving? I see the lines bend
But I've not been steering and I keep on veering to the right
Through those blissful eyes
When did they reach me? While I was sleeping
When did they rain me? Interrogate my better sense
With their fucking rent
And all my teachers, those dusty pilgrims
Those plucky speakers are all just victims of a lie
Victims of a lie, but it can't deny
We did our jobs, so quick and so calm
We did our jobs, and wasted our lives
Ambition give me wings
Ambition break my legs
She swims inside my head
Was planted in my skin
And I can't forgive 'em

Writer(s): Timothy John Baker

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