"Almost Brave" lyrics

Good intentions shattered by conventions
Traditionalized and bland with boredom searched over and feared
Hatred is the cursed habit of the hardest working man
I'll take a drink to this and a good smoke to clear my head

I'm not a criminal
I'm at times quite honest
I'm not some scrawny knave
I'd say I'm almost brave

Punching in is punching out of courage
Doing what you're told and holding back your dreams for an awful, dead-end burden
Denial is the loyal vice of the hardest working man
Fight 'em down to bits and fuck their dirty tricks, always finish last

I'm not a criminal
I'm at times quite honest
I'm not some scrawny knave
I'd say I'm almost brave

Denial is the loyal vice of the hardest working man