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One hand in friendship and undercover
One hand manipulates
A solid basis for sound investment
Running guns and candidates

And I'm so wasted, so pacified
Used up and wasted, choked up inside

You're well established, you're sitting pretty
Cradled into luxury
Taking the rap for your guilty conscience
With token charity

And I'm so wasted, kept that way
But not too wasted I'm pleased to say

I don't wanna be your whipping boy
No "yes master, no master" slave
Remember when I was your whipping boy
When I'm dancing on your grave

You can't resist them so smash the system
But feel the urgency
The tide is turning and we're declaring
States of emergency

I'm not too wasted to stand and fight
To see you wasted, you parasite

I don't wanna be your whipping boy
No "yes master, no master" slave
Remember when I was your whipping boy
When I'm dancing on your grave

Whipping boy (x4)

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