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A Dime for the Establishment

from Hyëna (2014)

Lyrics

So what I hear, fate and fear
We're dying all alone
Oh mother, my
I won't die alone, I'm in the Zone

Some are leaders, some are led
It doesn't matter much to me
Here and now, our play, our show
I'm alive

People pay what money buys
Unpack it and decay
How sweet is success
When you hoard it away

Loud is our motor, unlimited our gasoline
The thing that keeps us going there's no cure or medicine
We neither need a credit card, nor do we pay with cash
A dime for the establishment, we party till we crash

Underneath the bottom shelf
When the bright lights are out
We gotta live with who we really are
And have but what shines inside

Loud is our motor, unlimited our gasoline
The thing that keeps us going there's no cure or medicine
We neither need a credit card, nor do we pay with cash
A dime for the establishment, fuck, we party till we crash

We need to come upon the suit that fits
To wear despite the trend
Once you found what gets you there
You never wanna let it slip away

Mindconstructed borders
Keep our dreams from coming true
So don't sell yourself short, get up on your feet
The longer you wait, the longer you wait…

Loud is our motor, unlimited our gasoline
The thing that keeps us going there's no cure or medicine
We neither need a credit card, nor do we pay with cash
A dime for the establishment, fuck, we party till we crash

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