Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Underpaid Scars , by - Rude Pride. Song from the album Be True to Yourself, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 02.02.2016
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Underpaid Scars |
| Sounds the alarm on the clock |
| It’s still dark night outside |
| Begins a new day of work |
| The streets are flooded |
| With sadness when the workers |
| Walk with their heads down |
| The factory opens it’s doors |
| And encloses our freedom |
| But we haven’t lost hope |
| The bus stops are filled |
| With rows of angry slaves |
| Going to their temporary jail |
| We’re not to blame — For being lower class |
| We’re not to blame — For having broken hands |
| Underpaid scars! |
| Today I heard another |
| Worker lost his life |
| At the factory next door |
| I could not help thinking |
| As I clenched my fists in anger |
| Of the family he left behind |
| He died to feed his kids |
| He died to feed his dreams |
| He died for a place to live |
| He died murdered |
| Murdered in front of you |
| Murdered in front of me |