lyrics
You were born and they stamped your life on paper.
You went to school
You learned the rules
Were written on the page.
You learned the whole world runs on paper.
You trade your sweat, breath, and labor.
Just to get the worthless piece of paper that you crave.
Paper slaves
Born to serve the nation state
Working hard to your grave
And coming back for more
Soon you saw that it was all a big charade
They keep you locked up tight
And take away your rights
Unless you play their game
Politicians drunk with power
Use the paper to devour
Humankind and make them cower
At their feet like dogs
Chorus
Now you find that it’s impossible to change
The system’s set in place
And the whole human race
Says paper’s here to stay
Hopelessly you live out lies
And no one hears your urgent cries.
Until the day of our demise
You’re still a paper slave.
Paper slave
credits
from
Dusk of Man,
released August 14, 2008
Dean Parnell – Vocals, Guitar
Sean Langwell – Guitar
Conor Parnell – Drum Loops
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