Songtext von Live To Labor

Yeah How much can we take To labor and to break Our backs against the system's walls I say smash it fucking down In control of our fate We produce and we create The guns from which we sell our souls I say smash it fucking all How ironic is the plan of our lives Working doubles to survive, to get by A passionless job in a meaningless lie I despise being trite to get by What do you offer? What can you create? What do you contribute? What profit is made? How much can we take To labor and to break Our backs against the system's walls I say smash it fucking down In control of our fate We produce and recreate The cost for which we sell our souls I say smash it fucking all I say smash it fucking down Smash it fucking down How much can we take To labor and to break Our backs against the system's walls I say smash it fucking down In control of our fate We produce and we create The guns from which we sell our souls I say smash it fucking all