Written With A Stolen Pen
There's nothing much to add as you
Subtract all the falacies with which we are
Told confronted to touch the weak hand of the law
People slither and run to hide
This lazzy eyed poem
Swipped from a counter top I grabbed this poem
The owner not even watching the store
So sick of jobs also he might consider offering me more
I want a raise, I want a raise
yea, yea,
I want a raise, I want a raise
yea, yea,
Drag myself to work every afternoon
Getting a ride to the mall straight from school
Barely get payed above minimum wage
Is it worth caping off this angry stage
I want a raise, I want a raise
yea, yea,
I want a raise, I want a raise
yea, yea,
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