work without reward is slavery they say there’s dignity in labour I must’ve missed that scene I worked hard for my meat but never got any satisfaction I’d rather be a thief than a slave I’d rather help myself than receive a weekly wage I take my pleasure without conscience coz nothing was ever given me I had to prize it loose I bit the hand that fed me I wouldn’t be the first I shouldn’t be the last to shape my own reality and live by my own graft
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