| I watch them fall just out of reach,
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| I watch their plan get worse.
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| I hear them slur their speech
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| I hear them slur their speech
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| «Pay my way, I can’t survive.
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| Pay my way, I can’t exist.
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| Pay my way, I’m tired of begging.
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| Pay my way, I’ve all but unravelled, despondent and sick.»
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| Pay our way, we are sick of our part.
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| Pay our way, we reach back for something to break a fall.
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| Pay our way, we’ve been fucked from the start,
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| Caught unaware that finance fuels the sickness at heart.
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| the sickness at heart
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| the sickness
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| We are all sick
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| We are all sick
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| And these men don’t care
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| All plush seats and bright suits.
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| These men will never care (Pay our way)
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| They’re in line to get their pocket lined
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| In step to have us underlined
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| Thrown out address to avoid (Pay our way Pay our way)
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| Name enumerated, spit out and destroyed
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| out and destroyed
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| out and destroyed
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| destroyed
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| I watch them fall just out of reach,
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| I watch their plan get worse.
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| I hear them slur their speech
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| I will never slur their speech
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| Pay my way
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| Pay our way, we are sick of our part.
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| Pay our way, we reach back for something to break a fall.
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| Pay our way, we’ve been fucked from the start,
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| Caught unaware that finance fuels the sickness at heart
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| finance fuels the sickness at heart |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Finance Fuels the Sickness at Heart , by - Hot Cross. Song from the album Risk Revival, in the genre Пост-хардкор