twenty two years on my feet im on the streets again
im on my hands and my knees looking for some kind of recompense
been stuck so much i cant bleed and at some point have signed away my consent
i dont know how all this greed came from such good and honest intent
oh, but its not the face you fuck its the fuck that youre faced with
and a kick in the balls and a kiss good luck
helps you come complacently, not me
with my head in my hands now theres nothing left for me to do
its far too late to make my plans for a perfect world come true
once that theyve got me in their hands ill do anything they want me to
drop a dime and drop your pants and forget whos doing what to whom
but its not the way it seems
some people have to get by on pipe dreams
i dont care how much of that talk you really believe
its the time of my miserable life
oh, but its not the face you fuck it's the fuck that youre faced with
and a kick in the balls and a kiss good luck
helped you become complacent
its the time of my miserable life
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