Gift of Loop Holes
What I say is not what you want to hear, bust my brain up until i lose
my personality.
Whine and cry, I don't mind throwing you a tissue, but
there is nothing I can do.
These chains locked under your desk where
you kick me until I hide.
I'm not going to sign another contract just
so you can say it makes your deals better. You reach in my pockets and
clutch my work.
I can't just stand around,
when you're running around,
tearing my home down.
Can't pay for any help.
I reread my contract and
finally I'm able to kick you back.