Slave Labor

My chains are paper thin, and they're welded with ink
Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight blood don't leak
contract with a devil, for a life of disdain
See me in the limelight, an indentured slave

I blame myself...

God, help me pour this gas on me!
I need to drown in flames to be free!
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour, this gas on me

God help me pour this gas on me 

Chock another product for the mass to consume
The flocks of mindless sheep that have corporately groomed
Ignorance through apathy, like drones in the hive
slave on the prayer wheel in conformed disguise

I blame myself...

God, help me pour this gas on me!
I need to drown in flames to be free!
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour, this gas on me

I sold my soul... 

God, help me pour this gas on me!
I need to drown in flames to be free!
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour, this gas on me

God help me pour this gas on me