The Load Off - .calibre

These private fantasies

Of share and profit

When did the market turn this decadent

Desired expertise

Claiming the orbit

Since when are takeovers this deviant

What can you afford?

I don’t wanna get my mind off things

I don’t wanna take the load off

I wanna give this wrath a face

On how the power sets the pace

I will never get my mind off things

I will never take the load off

Ahh yeah

The whitewash — a warpath

Compassion’s — a bloodbath

The new wave — comes on a billboard

Latitude — is what you can afford

We should be handling the trigger

With exemplary stealth and speed

Or find we’re caught inside the engines

Of their so collective need

We should debate whatever we negate

It keeps us locked in our submissive state

Wearing the uniform we’re fucking clones

While the enforcer keeps the gate

The assembly — just cause in their accession

The mission statement — in their compassion

We’re just a party for the rich