Co-sign, splitting the pay for it
Own time, risk it and play for it
Mainline, 360, paid tour
Cash out, chill in the green room
No time, maybe you fucked up
One time, maybe you lucked up
Get yours, that's mine
50,000 stitches
Couldn’t hold together this crumbling business
We ain’t in it for riches
(They say music is dead) we’re here to witness
(No time) Press play
(No time) Maybe someday
We can pull it together, sleep through a night
We can set the people right, the warm up
Sell it all, sell it all, what’s the hold up
Waiting in line just to buy what we sold up
Back in line (is it good?) well, it’s kinda old
You don’t know what you want, only what you’re sold
Rinse and repeat, rinse and repeat
Food is on the table but you ain’t got shit to eat
Seek out the things that will give you time back
And try not to crack, try not to crack