Texty: Napalm Death. Diatribes. Just Rewards.

I lived for the moment
I grabbed hold and didn't relent
Skin of my teeth, holds no longer

And now I come to claim my just rewards
Face down, ground down with no recourse
And now I come to claim my just rewards
Face down, ground down with no recourse

Where is the right place?
Where is the right place, right time?
If the face fits, we wear it
Faces fit while heart and soul slopes on

Scraping through just rewards
Dig the dirt, just rewards
Hold your ground, just rewards
Being sucked down, just rewards

Where is the right place?
Where is the right place, right time?
When you lay down your own law
You swim against the sanctimonious tides

Down not out, just rewards
Looping track, just rewards
Stunted growth, just rewards
Dwindling hope, just rewards

I lived for the moment
I grabbed hold and didn't relent
Skin of my teeth, holds no longer
And now I come to claim my just rewards