[Verse 1]
It's my own dumb sense of obedience
That leaves me to feel this way
And even though I know I'm a lucky boy
I get days where I want to die
[Chorus]
Oh I can't complain but I will
And from my convenient position I would kill
To be in a bad man
With feeling in his fingers oh yeah
[Verse 2]
I'm pardoned in the fog and I'm over it
I'm all PC and feather light
And even though the future looks miserable
I get paid just to be polite
[Chorus x2]
[Outro]
I put a gun to my head
I pull the trigger I'm dead
And that's the end

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