Lender Of The Last Lyrics

Not a sound breaks the surface just the dull grind of supplyside theory and tiamina doubleshifts. This is tough love metered by quotas and piecerates, pulling on bootstraps, siphoning kickbacks. Not a sound. Force fed. Force it down. Flashpoints and paraffin. Ricewhite backspin. From strikelines and lockouts to the diasappeared and never found. Our markets are free