Atmosphere - Guarantees Lyrics

these warehouse wages kill the ends introduction man i should have schooled it up when i was younger should have stuck to plan, always had the dreams of being more self assertive, and my kids a teenager now he needs the health insurance, so break. my body. break break. my soul down. just another zombie walking blindly through your ghost town, pull up to the bar to politic and tap the power, ain't nobody all that jolly at your happy hour, but i don't want to go home yet, so i'm gonna talk to my cigarette, and that television set, it doesn't matter what brand or station, anything to take away from the current situation

no overtime pay no holiday months behind on everything but the lottery went around the corner guaranteeing that my car dies wifey having trouble trying to juggle both the part-times my cup ain't close to filled up we trying to build up so we can have enough and when i finally get the color wont be nothing left to paint on a friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song

my better half is mad at making magic out of canned goods my tax bracket status got her questioning my man hood my shorty got caught smoking weed at a concert and if i smack em everybody treats me like a monster my neighbors ain't doing much better and we making competition instead of sticking together can't save no nest egg in fact this nest is rented in fact that rent is late, wait the money ain't here the raise ain't coming just me and my son and that crazy woman and those bartenders this whole fucking country got everybody swallowing that lunch meat

well maybe we can speed up the process kill me in my thirties in the name of progress put me in the dirt and then change the topic some times it seems like the only way to stop it contemplate my departure date doesn't take a lot to get a lot of us to talk this way take a shot at me that's all i'm obligated for apparently my only guarantee is a walk away

the only guarantee in life is a life worth dying for
the only guarantee in life is a life worth dying for
cause death don't wait for no one
sitting on your front door