Texty: Boy Sets Fire. Management VS. Labor.

Sacrifice, did it really mean that much to them?
As it was killing you, they've locked you out
After all that you have done for them
You toil yet they profit more

Save yourself today
In tearing down the design
That they built with our hands

Struggle by to feed your kids
While theirs grow fat, privileged and disdained
They've bled you dry until all that's left of you
Is sold to build their paradise

What have we worked for?
We've been scraping by for all our lives
Only to find that we're left behind
We'll own our own time and give you nothing in return

Our next meal will come from your table
So our lives can become something more
Than what you buy and sell
America will be reborn