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Work to me feels like a production Our slate wipes clean each day We set the stage, we preform our lines We check our numbers to make sure we are living up to the company standard We reset the stage and acts to be ready for the next performance, tomorrow We are numbers on someone’s report in someones office that I don’t know They look at that number and decide they know us They can see the sweat blood and tears They can see the cups of coffee and bag of chips for lunch They can see the tired frustration creeping in like the chill in the air The countless hours spent digging deeper to get the show on the road.
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 6:25 AM UTC
Rabbit hole
Work to me feels like a production Our slate wipes clean each day We set the stage, we preform our lines We check our numbers to make sure we are living up to the company standard We reset the stage and acts to be ready for the next performance, tomorrow We are numbers on someone’s report in someones office that I don’t know They look at that number and decide they know us They can see the sweat blood and tears They can see the cups of coffee and bag of chips for lunch They can see the tired frustration creeping in like the chill in the air The countless hours spent digging deeper to get the show on the road.
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 6:25 AM UTC
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