Put me out of misery
Whole jungle on my shoulders my back's gonna break
I'm a slowe for the gow
Slave labor to slave
And drag around
Needle's broken in the ditch of burned out veins
I point out the problem three fingers point at me
I'm a slowe for the gow/ For the gow for the gow
Slave labor to slave/ I drag myself around
I can't live without the thought of something killing me
Service for the sick a minute takes a month
Service for the sick in the heat of a cold sweat
For the gow, for the gow
I won't put my shovel down
For the gow, for the gow
I cannot be found
I keep working to get well I guess I never will
No more grass from shanty town I graduated to the gow
To the gow
To the gow
I'm a slowe for the gow
Slave labor to slave
For the gow, for the gow
Drag myself around
Kill me I need the rest Put me out of misery Whole jungle on my shoulders my back's gonna break I'm a slowe for the gow Slave labor to slave And drag around Needle's broken in the ditch of burned out veins I point out the problem three fingers point at me I'm a slowe for the gow/ For the gow for the gow Slave labor to slave/ I drag myself around I can't live without the thought of something killing me Service for the sick a minute takes a month Service for the sick in the heat of a cold sweat For the gow, for the gow I won't put my shovel down For the gow, for the gow I cannot be found I keep working to get well I guess I never will No more grass from shanty town I graduated to the gow To the gow To the gow I'm a slowe for the gow Slave labor to slave For the gow, for the gow Drag myself around Explain Request ×
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