They weren't so few the years I spent trying to find
The rules of life 'n' I saw that it would be a crime
To strive for reason, to reach and find the law of knife
It's getting heavy this earth when you don't defy
You say I am a saboteur of progress
But, sure enough, you've never tasted poverty
Where there's no choice, there ain't gonna be no change
There's only grief and sadness, and we're their prey
My loving sweatshop, my only home
The wheels are turning, I'm discarded by all
Dead serious, paralyzed and soaked
I'm sick of holding onto hope
It seems we have a long way to go before
The tide has turned, the world has changed, perish the thought!
Takes one to see one, how much money do you need?
Injustice strikes my heart 'cause they need to feed
Speaking the truth, I might have burst your lullaby
My desert lies ahead; you'll find it in the crowd
Ungrateful prick... How could you bear the debt of flesh?
How could you pay, how would you pay the price of death, how would you pay?
My loving sweatshop, my very soul
Still on my feet, against all odds
Feels like I'm running, feels like I'm moving along
My part ain't over, I'm poised to the core
Loving Sweatshop Video (MV)
Performed By: No Fake Bone
Length: 4:03
Written by: Panagiota Stathopoulou, Stamatis Deligiannis, Yioula Stathopoulou
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They weren't so few the years I spent trying to find
The rules of life 'n' I saw that it would be a crime
To strive for reason, to reach and find the law of knife
It's getting heavy this earth when you don't defy
You say I am a saboteur of progress
But, sure enough, you've never tasted poverty
Where there's no choice, there ain't gonna be no change
There's only grief and sadness, and we're their prey
My loving sweatshop, my only home
The wheels are turning, I'm discarded by all
Dead serious, paralyzed and soaked
I'm sick of holding onto hope
It seems we have a long way to go before
The tide has turned, the world has changed, perish the thought!
Takes one to see one, how much money do you need?
Injustice strikes my heart 'cause they need to feed
Speaking the truth, I might have burst your lullaby
My desert lies ahead; you'll find it in the crowd
Ungrateful prick... How could you bear the debt of flesh?
How could you pay, how would you pay the price of death, how would you pay?
My loving sweatshop, my very soul
Still on my feet, against all odds
Feels like I'm running, feels like I'm moving along
My part ain't over, I'm poised to the core
The rules of life 'n' I saw that it would be a crime
To strive for reason, to reach and find the law of knife
It's getting heavy this earth when you don't defy
You say I am a saboteur of progress
But, sure enough, you've never tasted poverty
Where there's no choice, there ain't gonna be no change
There's only grief and sadness, and we're their prey
My loving sweatshop, my only home
The wheels are turning, I'm discarded by all
Dead serious, paralyzed and soaked
I'm sick of holding onto hope
It seems we have a long way to go before
The tide has turned, the world has changed, perish the thought!
Takes one to see one, how much money do you need?
Injustice strikes my heart 'cause they need to feed
Speaking the truth, I might have burst your lullaby
My desert lies ahead; you'll find it in the crowd
Ungrateful prick... How could you bear the debt of flesh?
How could you pay, how would you pay the price of death, how would you pay?
My loving sweatshop, my very soul
Still on my feet, against all odds
Feels like I'm running, feels like I'm moving along
My part ain't over, I'm poised to the core
Writer: Panagiota Stathopoulou, Stamatis Deligiannis, Yioula Stathopoulou
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid