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Black Rat Race

from Letters of Marque by Faulty Messenger

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BLACK RAT RACE

I know you hate Mondays
When you feel like the walking dead

Then you wait for Fridays
To get out of your head

Your life is a subway train
Running the same old rail

Sometimes the world hurts your brain
But you wanna play it safe

Blame it on the system,
Your mom and lousy weather
Don’t dare to speak out what you want
But long for something better

Point your finger at me
There are three pointing back at you

Is that all you could do?

Come on, get up, this is your life
It ends any minute

If you had five years left, would you go on like this?

One day you wake up
With a smile on your face

Now you’re a homeless drifter
Out of the black rat race

Gamble with the start-ups
Make a lot of love, give less fucks
Jump from the sky and almost die
You never felt this much alive

Show the door to them
Who are trying to tie you down

Wondering if there’s more to life
You go around asking:

If you had five years left, would you go on like this?

I’ve tried and tried
So hard I’ve cried
I couldn’t fit in here anymore

I’ve lost my friends
I’ve lost my sense
Of purpose in this hunt for thrills

Nobody told me the truth
I kept seeking for youth
But all that is left are my cravings and bills

I’ve questioned it all
Accepted everything
Loved unconditionally
Until I lost me completely

This is how my ego dies
Who am I trying to fool with my lies

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from Letters of Marque, released September 6, 2019
Music: Faulty Messenger
Lyrics: N. Korppi

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