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Truckers Are The Blood Tab

by Andrew Jackson Jihad


   
   

                    
  Don't know if I believe in god
           
  But sometimes I pray
   
  Because the way I was raised
        
  Keeps me afraid


                          
  A scientist that has to have his way
                       
  I subsist of a steady diet of shame


                
  I hope I can forgive me
                         
  For having the nerve to exist
                   
  I hope someone can help me
                    
  Make some sense of this



  I work a ten hour grave

  From nine to seven

  And I can't fall asleep

  Until eleven past eleven



  There's no drug that I can take

  That will keep me from being awake
          
  Past my, past my bedtime

                                                    
  Truckers are the blood in the veins of the body of America
                                                        
  States are the arms and the legs and the brains and the eyes
                                           
  There's a disease spreading from organ to organ
                                       
  And you are the white blood cell that fixes the problem


                       
  You don't know your own power
                          
  You don't know what you're worth
                         
  You don't recognize your valor
                                        
  And until you do, nothing you do will matter