5 AM, dead again
Vicious cycle that never ends
4 PM, call it quits
Another day same f*cking shit
Empty Wallets, callused hands
Filling pockets of other men
Circle back, table this
F*ck you and this corporate shit
WE'RE, WE'RE the beaten and broken
WE'RE, WE'RE the tired and poor
9AM, on our feet
Stop the cycle, crowd the streets
5 PM, it begins
Sound the violence, sound the end
Steel toed boots, Carhart Shirts
Uniforms of the overworked
Suit and tie, fear our kind
Now's the time for you to die
So sick of what you've done
Kept us down, made us dumb
So sick of what you've done
Who do you think you are
So sick of what you've done
Killed our fathers, enslaved our sons
So sick of what you've done
The one percent, spineless men, ungrateful scum
WE'RE, WE'RE the beaten and broken
WE'RE, WE'RE the tired and poor
V AM Video (MV)
Performed By: Bad Timing
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Andrew Pippet, Jake Earls, Jeremie Ritchie, Matty Short
Bad Timing - V AM Lyrics
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5 AM, dead again
Vicious cycle that never ends
4 PM, call it quits
Another day same f*cking shit
Empty Wallets, callused hands
Filling pockets of other men
Circle back, table this
F*ck you and this corporate shit
WE'RE, WE'RE the beaten and broken
WE'RE, WE'RE the tired and poor
9AM, on our feet
Stop the cycle, crowd the streets
5 PM, it begins
Sound the violence, sound the end
Steel toed boots, Carhart Shirts
Uniforms of the overworked
Suit and tie, fear our kind
Now's the time for you to die
So sick of what you've done
Kept us down, made us dumb
So sick of what you've done
Who do you think you are
So sick of what you've done
Killed our fathers, enslaved our sons
So sick of what you've done
The one percent, spineless men, ungrateful scum
WE'RE, WE'RE the beaten and broken
WE'RE, WE'RE the tired and poor
Vicious cycle that never ends
4 PM, call it quits
Another day same f*cking shit
Empty Wallets, callused hands
Filling pockets of other men
Circle back, table this
F*ck you and this corporate shit
WE'RE, WE'RE the beaten and broken
WE'RE, WE'RE the tired and poor
9AM, on our feet
Stop the cycle, crowd the streets
5 PM, it begins
Sound the violence, sound the end
Steel toed boots, Carhart Shirts
Uniforms of the overworked
Suit and tie, fear our kind
Now's the time for you to die
So sick of what you've done
Kept us down, made us dumb
So sick of what you've done
Who do you think you are
So sick of what you've done
Killed our fathers, enslaved our sons
So sick of what you've done
The one percent, spineless men, ungrateful scum
WE'RE, WE'RE the beaten and broken
WE'RE, WE'RE the tired and poor
Writer: Andrew Pippet, Jake Earls, Jeremie Ritchie, Matty Short
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid