Dikta Warnings
I've got a lover and a friend
On the same corner
For forty dollars
A night of tell all
You‘re on the wrong side of the fight
For freedom and honor
In debt and enslaved
Was this your best laid plan?
You should lock the doors and stay inside
Your broken dreams will keep us all in line
I had it all but I lost my god and goodwill
I had it all yesterday
Our last forty dollars up in smoke
From the same matter
We forged our hopes
Our anger and disgust
