WORKED UNTIL DEATH
Still in here, trapped inside
As I look at the weather outside
All this work will kill me one day
And I'll die all alone, with no one caring anyway
Just struggling to keep my head above water
Drowning in papers, I'm about to get slaughtered
Working for nothing is what it seems to be
Paycheck goes to bills, none of it I see
Enjoying nothing, life passes me by
Sitting in this small room is probably where I'll die
And I know that I'll be working at the time
Minute after minute, slowly losing my mind
I wish I could say I have someone I'm working hard for
But I have no one, I'm empty to the core
In my small prison trapped to this chair I'll be
Feeling nothing but sadness thought all eternity.
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
As I look at the weather outside
All this work will kill me one day
And I'll die all alone, with no one caring anyway
Just struggling to keep my head above water
Drowning in papers, I'm about to get slaughtered
Working for nothing is what it seems to be
Paycheck goes to bills, none of it I see
Enjoying nothing, life passes me by
Sitting in this small room is probably where I'll die
And I know that I'll be working at the time
Minute after minute, slowly losing my mind
I wish I could say I have someone I'm working hard for
But I have no one, I'm empty to the core
In my small prison trapped to this chair I'll be
Feeling nothing but sadness thought all eternity.
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
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