Fed Upon by Leeches (Alternate Version) Lyrics


ANOTHER NIGHT WITH A STIFF NECK

CAN'T AFFORD THE COPAY

HEATING A FROZEN MEAL MADE OF SHIT

JUST GOTTA STAY ON THE GRIND

SURE, I SOLD A FORTUNE'S WORTH OF GOODS

BUT I SHOULD BE GRATEFUL

FOR THE SCRAPS I EARNED

AFTER ALL, THE BOSS TAKES THE RISK, RIGHT?

THE ACHES AND PAINS

THE PENNIES AND DIMES

SHOULD ALL BE WORTH IT IN THE END

IF I PLAY MY CARDS RIGHT

ANOTHER DAY IN HIS LUXURY YACHT,

SIPPING DRINKS WITH GOLD LEAF INSIDE

VACUOUS GLUTTON, BARELY LIFTING A FINGER

THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BE