Copilot - Low

We like to hide in the darkened underpass where we can't be found
Lying so low, solo, yearning for someone to take us out of this mess
Of this mess we've made for ourselves
Take us out of this mess we've made for everyone else

Yeah, well I guess it's much better to hide from the truth than to face it
It's a fact of a matter we all one day face it
Oh, wouldn't you like to know

And we wait in lines for a stamp
Oh yeah, baby, we wait to go nowhere and then we die

Yeah, well I guess it's much better to hide from the truth than to face it
It's a fact of a matter we all one day face it
Oh, wouldn't you like to know

And we work, and we work our asses for them, for them
And they don't share a dime
Till the day you die

Thought you found a man
Thought you found a friend who could take you out of this place
Thought you found someone you could rely on
But they were misplaced somewhere along the road

Turn away, twist of fate, you're dead and gone
Turn away from the ones you love, yeah

And we work, and we work our asses for them, for them
And they don't share a dime till the day you die
Till the day you die
And when you die, will anyone remember your name

No

Written by:
Anthony Cabrera

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