[Verse 1] Wake up early, what for? Just to get kicked in the head. Grind 'til my soul bleeds, "You failed," is what they said. My sweat pays their profit, but "lazy" is my label. Thrown in the trash, scraping scraps off the table. They scream "Merit!", I scream "Fuck you!" I pay the price for the failure they brew. [Instrumental Guitar Riff] [Verse 2] Boss buys a new ride just to flex his greed. "Meritocracy," sure—on a throne of inherited seed. You clap like a trained seal in their corporate zoo. Work more, earn the same, and say "Thank you" too. Professional chump, the boss’s pet, just a pawn to tame. Selling your time to a guy who forgets your name. [Chorus] WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) YOU OWE THEM NOTHING! YOU OWE THEM NOTHING! [Verse 3] And when you snap, who’s in your sight? Another poor bastard in the same damn plight. While the rich up top write the laws of the land, They watch us brawl, exactly as planned. Keyboard warrior, lost in the fray, You’re their soldier, throwing your life away. Fighting for the enemy, every single day. [Chorus] WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) WORK, BLEED, BREAK (Oh-oh-Oooh) YOU OWE THEM NOTHING! YOU OWE THEM NOTHING!
