I’ve got blisters on my feet
Trying to find a route around your mistreat
Mentally defeated

I’ve got blisters on my hands
And if you had to try you’d fail by your demands
I’ve got blisters on my hands

Slashing the backpack straps
Slapping the forks from their hands
White collar bullies. White collar swine
White collar fuckers with worms for spines

I’ve got blisters on my back
The sun is going to make me crack
I’ve got blisters on my back
The sun is going to make me crack
I’ve got blisters on my back
The sun is going to make me crack
Make me crack
Make me crack
Make me crack
Make me crack
Make me crack