Get off my back
So close, so far away
A suspect is all you see
They got a place for me
In this displaced society
I'm not looking for compensation
I want some justice
I'll tell you what they want from me
Blood, death and taxes
Fed up, I hate the sign
Frustrated down the line
I'm standing out of time
How could I be so blind
I'm not looking for compensation
I want some justice
I'll tell you what they want from me
Blood, death and taxes
They won't fucking rest until I'm dead

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