ENGINES OF AGGRESSION


The Cynic Lyrics

Crawled to the surface, been shot down
Don't give out on the street boy
Got ya livin' underground
Now I can look right at you
No feelings in my eyes
Got my feet in motion
Don't care who lives or dies

I can't help ya!
So just get outta my way
I can't help ya!
You got it? You got it?

You say you need a dollar
Pockets are dry
So where'd you get those tennis shoes?
You're lookin' like you're high

Now I would give it to you
But I can't help thinkin'
That it's a mistake
You put one over on me
And the more I give
The better you take

I can't help ya!
So just get outta my way
I can't help ya!
You got it? You got it?

I pull up on you and I see your sign
"Wife and kids are hungry" Goddammit!

I can't help ya!
So just get outta my way
I can't help ya!
You got it? You got it?

Just go away... I can't help ya
Just go away...

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