The Load Off Songtext
von .calibre

The proud heretic
A shadowed prophet
When did the market turn decadent?
Desired expertise
Claiming the audit
Since when I take over
This deviant?

What can you afford?

I don′t want to get my mind off things
I don't want to take the load off
I want to give this rat the face
On how the power sets the pace
I don′t want to get my mind off things
I will never take the load off

The white wash of warpath
Compassion for bloodbaths
The new wave comes on a billboard
Attitude is what you can afford

What can you afford?


I don't want to get my mind off things
I don't want to take the load off
I want to give this rat the face
On how the power sets the pace
I don′t want to get my mind off things
I will never take the load off

We should be handling the trigger
With exemplary stealth and speed
Our final counters are the engines
Of their sole collective need
We should obey whatever we negate
That keeps us locked in a submissive state
Wearing the uniform of fucking clones
While the enforcer keeps the gate

Disassembly
Just called the name obsession
The mission statement
Is their confession

We′re just a party for the rich
We're just a party for the rich
We′re just a party for the rich
We're just a party for the rich

What can you afford?


I don′t want to get my mind off things
I don't want to take the load off
I want to give this rat the face
On how the power sets the pace
I don′t want to get my mind off things
I will never take the load off

Anarchy, baby