And we're down here forced against the ground Again, again, again, again, again We have only just found pleasure son Though we're crushed and trampled on again And now our blood is boiling You barely even dare to condescend The spring is now the recoiling Your arrogance will be your bloody end This system is designed To suck, suck, suck, suck us dry And we're getting pretty sick and tired Of being sick and being ****ing tired The scraps you gave to feed us Barely comfort us enough to sleep A desperate man is an angry man Soon it will be you that's forced to weep Your receipt of coal Is starting to look very ****ing old And the best of us remain If it’s you whos come to **** them up again I wonder if disaction You force the hand to push us once again Forgive our crimes of passion Your arrogance will be your bloody end编辑于2023/05/09更新