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You stand there with your hands in your pockets

Fuck the police they ain’t gonna stop

You know, you know, you know yeah you know

That they’re all watching you

When you’re hanging upside down

Well it looks like you’re smiling but you’re wearing a frown

Cause you know, you know, you know yeah you know

That they’re all watching you

So they'll cut you down, and before you turn around

You get up on monday morning

Yeah you got a tattoo

Cause life’s so boring

You know, you know, you know yeah you know

That they’re all watching you

When you try way to hard

So you max out your credit card in the store

Cause you're always wanting more, cause you're always wanting more

So they cut you down, and before you turn around

Well pockets of poison on you, well they’re black like tar

They’ll cut you down, and before you turn around

Pockets of poison on you, well they’re black like tar