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Trade Your Soul
Dumber, smarter, labor, labor, labor, dumber, sadder, cadaver
Dumber, smarter, labor, labor, labor, dumber, sadder, cadaver
I want to be alive
And yet I compromise
I'm longing for the time
When I can rest my eyes
Your parents trade it all away
So that you can too
Working everyday
And that's the trade
If you wanna live
Then you gotta get paid
You gotta rip a part of your soul
And that's the trade
And it's not one I wanna make
We're all kinda forced to anyway
Dumber, smarter, labor, labor, labor, dumber, sadder, cadaver
Dumber, smarter, labor, labor, labor, dumber, sadder, cadaver
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