Lyrics

I dread Waking up in the morning No time to breathe This is my life Nine through noon Noon to night I clock in Seen as a servant Every hour another nerve is hit My rage boils deep behind my eyes I smile while 'Please sir I apologize' Somebody please get me The fuck out of this place Now think back to what you're working towards Fuck this shit Keep it together Keep moving forward So I keep my composure Don't hesitate I play the game though I feel Like dropping plates Fuck I tell myself that it's for the best Collect tips & cash empty pay checks From fucks who can't even remember My name One simple thing I'm dropping plates
Writer(s): Isaac Lamb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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