Held Down -

Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my head

Every day I lose some leverage

Every day I’m giving in

Like a rat afraid to take a step

Living in fear of breaking my own neck

This is where the panic sets in

First world paranoia of blood that won’t thicken

I keep bending my chains but they just won’t give

In a world where your paycheck says how much you can live

Knives in your back from the hands of your brothers

Days into weeks, years into nothing

We need to break out

I won’t be held down

We need to break out

I won’t be held down