bluddded from dump sink by SUPER THIEF

i will never wake up in a cardboard box - can't complain about it
i will catch every break you’ve ever wanted
I don't live in fear

It's so sad the way we’re sealed in our skin - i couldn't even see it,
but every privilege points back to the pigment until I see it, i see it, i see it

You’re born and bred
You've cashed in
You’ve got a bed
You’re fucking fed
You’re born and bred
You're blooded

Cried in your kitchen, but i am not in your shoes
i would rip off my feet to feel better
Take the collar, I am itching, we're the problem, you’re a privilege, I wanna hold on

You’re born and bred
You've cashed in
You’ve got a bed
You’re fucking fed
You’re born and bred

Money
Problems
Privilege
Passed on
Guilty blooded hound

You're blooded

• Rock
• caterwaul society
• noise rock
• post-punk
• punk
• Austin