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Got no opinion, nothing to say
Nothing to say except gimme my pay
For the time that you kill where the boss lets you play
Tomorrow's bill overdue yesterday
Gutless
Might as well be lifeless
Believing you're free in your minuscule mind
But your bible of blood's got you deep in a bind
Coming apart at the very first sign
Of a flaw in your floor or a knot in your pine
Gutless
Might as well be lifeless
You think it's so wise as you're dragging me down
To face my demise with the smile of a clown
But listen up closely, I'm hearing the sound
Of the van that will take you back to your pound
Gutless
Might as well be lifeless
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