Slave To The Grind Lyrics - Abachalypse Now - Sebastian Bach

You got me forced to crack my lids in two 

I'm still stuck inside this rubber room 

I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind 

I'm just another gear in the assembly line - oh no 

The noose gets tighter around my throat 

But I ain't at the end of my rope 

Won't be the one left behind 

Can't be king of the world 

If you're slave to the grind 

Tear down the rat racial slime 

Can't be king of the world 

If you're slave to the grind 

A routine injection, a lethal dose 

But my day in the sun ain't even close 

There's no need to waste your prayers on me 

You better mark my words 'cause I'm history 

Yes indeed 

You might beg for mercy to get by 

But I'd rather tear this thorn from my side 

Won't be the one left behind 

Can't be a king of the world 

If you're slave to the grind 

Tear down the rat racial slime 

Can't be king of the world 

If you're slave to the grind 

Swallow their daggers by turning their trick 

Tore my intentions apart brick by brick 

I'm sick of the jive, talk verbal insecticide 

TOKYO! 

Swallowed their daggers by turning their trick 

Tore my intentions apart brick by brick 

I'm sick of the jive, you talk verbal insecticide 

I won't be the one left behind 

Can't be king of the world 

If you're slave to the grind 

Tear down the rat racial slime 

Can't be a king of the world 

If you're slave to the grind 

Slave to the grind 

Slave to the grind 

Slave to the grind 

Tokyo! 

Tokyo!