Stakes Is High Songtext
von Chris Mills

Break your own back if you must
To get what you need from those you do not trust
Serve up a meal from all that you feel
So others can eat to their fill
What did you think you could do
To make ′em give a little respect to you
You're a kid they can′t tell
To blame the hell
What, you think you know better than they do?


Don't take your time if you want to survive
What they would pay
A slap on the face
Nothing just don't still feel right

You′re a God awful mess
Yeah you′re piss poor at best
Probably the last one hanging around
You act so surprised when you swallow their lies
But you're so quick to shake the hand that holds you down

Don′t take your time if you want to survive
What they would pay
A slap on the face
Nothing just don't still feel right