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I let it all out into the corner I shout every word out at me Can't take it any farther Need a dead end to let it be Now I can't Be spending my days this way So I must Find a new way to get paid Now I can't Be simply walking away But I trust I won't be kept like a slave This was written with my head on the table Once again I'm feeling unstable I found inspiration away from the public Where I hide like a suspect Words from on high to continue Through the anger rising There's always another issue It's all so demoralising Now I can't Be spending my days this way So I must Find a new way to get paid Now I can't Be simply walking away But I trust I won't be kept like a slave The things I do to make it through the day Is more than I am willing to say Worker #23 reporting for duty I will break in the newbie Another ten years spent here I keep talking my life away There's nothing more to endear It will end never or today Now I can't Be spending my days this way So I must Find a new way to get paid Now I can't Be simply walking away But I trust I won't be kept like a slave
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 10:11 AM UTC
Worker #23
I let it all out into the corner I shout every word out at me Can't take it any farther Need a dead end to let it be Now I can't Be spending my days this way So I must Find a new way to get paid Now I can't Be simply walking away But I trust I won't be kept like a slave This was written with my head on the table Once again I'm feeling unstable I found inspiration away from the public Where I hide like a suspect Words from on high to continue Through the anger rising There's always another issue It's all so demoralising Now I can't Be spending my days this way So I must Find a new way to get paid Now I can't Be simply walking away But I trust I won't be kept like a slave The things I do to make it through the day Is more than I am willing to say Worker #23 reporting for duty I will break in the newbie Another ten years spent here I keep talking my life away There's nothing more to endear It will end never or today Now I can't Be spending my days this way So I must Find a new way to get paid Now I can't Be simply walking away But I trust I won't be kept like a slave
A piece about trying to quit the grueling menial job and do what you want to do
#work#inspiration#struggle
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SparrowJunk
25/M/Milton Keynes
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 10:11 AM UTC
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