Borrowed Time

Borrowed Time

Gc5 (The)
(album: Kisses From Hanoi)

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 fucking 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 class
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 fucking hours cause I know they´re not for me
But for now I´ll carry on on borrowed time