Letras
Every day at 4am
Before the birds wake up again
Sleep deprived
All to move pieces around
And make money for the hound
Sleep deprived
Until i am gone
Until you're gone
I think of my fate too late
Born to fail my government
Sleep deprived
Heaven's for the 1%
Torn boot straps is all that's left
Sleep deprived
Until i am gone
Until you're gone