We live on borrowed time, hope turned to dust
Nothing is forgiven we fight for every crust
The way we are is not the way we used to be my friend
All things come to he who waits, the waiting never ends
We are the chosen few; we are the frozen crew
We don't know what to do, just wasting time
We don't know when to quit, we don't have room to spit
But we'll get over it, get back in time
Stuck here ten thousand years, don't know how to act
Everything forgotten, specially the facts
The way we live is running scared; i don't like it much
All things come to he who waits but these days most things
Suck
We are the chosen ones, we don't know right from wrong
We don't know what's going on, don't know enough to care
We are the dogs of war; don't even know what for
But we obey the law, get back in line
We are trapped in luxury, starving on parole
No one told us who to love, we have sold our souls
Why do we vote for faceless dogs? We always take the bait
All things come to he who waits, but all things come too late
We are the sacrifice, and we don't like advice, we always pay
The price, pearls before swine
Now we are only slaves, already in our graves, and if you
Think that Jesus saves, get back in line
If you think that Jesus saves, get back in line
Writer(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Philip Anthony Campbell, Michael Kiriakos Delaoglou
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