Slave to the Grind - Sebastian Bach
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Slave to the Grind Lyrics
You got me forced to crack my lids in two
I'm still stuck inside this rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind
I'm just another gear in the assembly line - oh noThe noose gets tighter around my throat
But I ain't at the end of my ropeWon't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grindA routine injection, a lethal dose
But my day in the sun ain't even close
There's no need to waste your prayers on me
You better mark my words 'cause I'm history
Yes indeedYou might beg for mercy to get by
But I'd rather tear this thorn from my sideWon't be the one left behind
Can't be a king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grindSwallow their daggers by turning their trick
Tore my intentions apart brick by brick
I'm sick of the jive, talk verbal insecticideTOKYO!Swallowed their daggers by turning their trick
Tore my intentions apart brick by brick
I'm sick of the jive, you talk verbal insecticideI won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be a king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
Slave to the grindTokyo!
Tokyo!