waking up
before the sun meets the sky
to throw all interest aside
and float along with the tide
yet again

spend time like nickels and dimes
another ticket or fine
wont matter much see ive gone,
and sold myself

maybe its foolish to think
that i could somehow escape
these chains and live for today

im bound, to live within
this place thats full of houses
but has no homes
ive found, the more we build
the more we pull eachother toward the ground