Get off my back So close, so far away A suspect is all you see They got a place for me In this displaced society I'm not looking for compensation I want some justice I'll tell you what they want from me Blood, death and taxes Fed up, I hate the sign Frustrated down the line I'm standing out of time How could I be so blind I'm not looking for compensation I want some justice I'll tell you what they want from me Blood, death and taxes They won't fucking rest until I'm dead
