Don’t bite the hand that feeds you
Won’t you give it a rest?
I was shot by the side of the road
Can’t you tell by my chest?
Arms stretched like an open field
Gonna get it tonight
Just because you feel it baby
Doesn’t mean that it’s right
You’re the salt of the earth
Tell me what is it worth
It’s a set up, my time, your time, in time
Been a while since you came around
Most people forget
Our words are wars for you now
Everybody’s for rent
Take a word from the other side
Let your life be spent
So you took the role they gave you
The season came and it went
You’re the salt of the earth
Tell me what is it worth
It’s a set up, my time, your time, in time
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