The Weak Lyrics

Ain't no debts been paid
Checks gathered in bouquets
Whoa, all men left behind
Relinquished to the nines
Whoa, looking at this place has left me colourblind
Not one of these pricks is a friend of mine, yeah
I've had it with peace times
I found a new home in war crime
Yet still none of my issues have gone away

Bought myself a bird
Caged it from the world
Whoa, lost its melody
'Cause chirping don't set you free
Whoa, my little sparrow used to sing
Teared its feathers on its bars and I cut its wings, yeah
Crushing its spirit
Might just help the lyrics
But still none of my blues have gone away

Brother, you've lost your way
I see you sunken in malaise
Whoa, left you in the dirt
Tore your favourite shirt
Whoa, you know this city is a guillotine
A whole town of severed hopes and dreams
Shiver on its way to the neck of the blade
And here none of my troubles have gone away

Life is for
Life is for
Life is for the weak
Life is for
Life is for
Life is for the weak
Stripped for all you're worth
Now standing cracked and incomplete
Life is for the weak
Life is for the weak

Life is for
Life is for
Life is for the weak
Life is for
Life is for
Life is for the weak
Life is for
Life is for
Life is for the weak
Life is for
Life is for
Life is for the weak

Better off than most
Yet always something that you need

Life is for the weak
Life is for the weak
Life is for the weak