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Nov 2013
9 to 5 ain’t no way to live,
same **** day after day
Fake small talk,
four cups of coffee,
I hate this working man’s way.

Can’t stare at this screen
someone fix that machine
When the hell can we go outside?
But we’ve got debt to pay
and pride to keep
so we’ll all just stay inside

We’re all just
slaves to the money
working for some honey
trying to make Momma proud

But as you climb that corporate ladder
thinking ‘Does this really matter?
Or am I stuck inside a living hell?’

Tell me why all these bodies
meant for living,
stuck inside this social prison,
haven’t figured out a better way

To pay the bills
and have time for thrills
without wasting an entire day?

We’re all just
slaves to the money,
working for some honey,
trying to make Momma proud.

But as you climb that corporate ladder,
think, ‘Does this really matter?
Or am I stuck inside a living hell?’

We’re all just
slaves to the money,
working for some honey,
trying to make Momma proud.

But as you climb that corporate ladder,
think, ‘Does this really matter?
Or am I stuck inside a living hell?’
Shaina
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Shaina
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