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[Verse 1]
Time the fall
Used to be kind of fun for a living
Anyway you can you go — right or wrong
I wish you luck with your coverups
Taking on the Feds

[Chorus]
I wish I was dead
Mister Everett said
That my head is underneath the bed
And the threats, they turn like a silhouette

[Verse 2]
Time the call
Used to be kind of fun, don’t give in
If you want I can take you along
It’s not enough you’re on the shots
Taken from the dead

[Chorus]
I’ll never get fed
Mister Everett said
That my head is underneath the bed
And the threats, they burn like a cigarette


Pick your favorite guilty home with a rake
It’s just the company style
Tom was supposed to sing along
But he’s late - I'll let you know in a while
For some entertainment, we got a shrink
Who can laugh but make you leave with a smile
Faceless teen on the internet, hold up

[Outro]
Feds!
The end of the hole in my head
When the sun’s just a clock we can set
So what’s after the end, I forget?
And we fucked like we're fucked in the head

And we’ll never be forgiven [x15]

(Feds)

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