the Weathered - Our Survival

Take a few pills just to numb out the back pain
Everything's fixed and it's running the way it should
Yeah, the boys done good
Thirty-six years ago I remember
I wrote my ticket and they hired me on the spot
I never would have thought
This is how they would re-pay me
Left me with all that I worked for
Dumped in a bankers box and told don't talk to no-one
As they walked me out the door
She waits the tables at the high-way diner
Another double shift and her rent just might get paid
Just a few weeks late
She's only got an hour with her daughter between shifts
She hugs her so tight and they try to hold back the tears
Just a few more years
This is how they have re-paid me
I got nothing at thirty-four
I give my blood, my sweat, my tears and it's not free
I've got a baby girl to provide for
Money is made on the backs of the poor
Nose to the grindstone and eyes on the floor
Do what I say, you'll be rich someday
Oh the foundation will always be strong
Nothing can change if we all play along
United we, declare mutiny
Let's get some blue, on that collar for you
Let's get some blue, on that collar for you

Written by:
Adam Trakinskas, Corry Van Spronsen, Justin Simas

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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