Book Packing Lyrics & Chords By Confront James

I'm tired of being called a production slave Damaged soul working these hours They shut us out they're inhumane They're not our friends laughing at the bosses Jokes They...read more

Pages turn My stare burns The conflict of logic The crowd stands in awe Screen in a speakeasy A man in black We've addressed many times And call on now Thought...read more

I saw some military hardware today They changed the color Olive drab To yellow, brown, and grey The color of our dead The color of our glory ...read more