You are a co-worker I will truly miss
So I thought and decided to write you this
Working by your side has always been great
Even on days you clocked in a little late
I am glad your acquaintance I got the chance to know
Have a great life no matter where you go
Have a safe trip back to your own country
Now you'll always have these words to remember me
To my Bulgarian co-worker... today is his last day.
Bury me again I asked for it
Fight me and I won't fight back
It's not about my religion this time
I'm a glutton for punishment
Where else can I be of service
I have nothing left to give
But here I am there must be something
Take it all leave me nothing
In a few years time I'll be free
Then I can begin again
To make my life my own
For now I will live for you
Walking towards the gate,
the guard stopped me saying, "Hey.."
"Where's your gate pass?", he continued.
"I don't have any. I didn't bring any loot."
He giggled at my answer, "Oh, you should."
And so I went back inside to prepare a gate pass.
I sought for the bosses to have it signed.
Then I went back to the guard again and showed him my gate pass.
He smirked, then finally he let me out.
And as I walked, I realized, *"So we were just an item? ****.."
Sad truth: many employees are just treated as an item by their employers.
Wake-up with the pill bottle next to me
Other side is the girl that had *** with me
I know she doesn't love me
I just flaunt some of the money
Then they wanna come see
Get out of bed when they start to kick in
So amazed how I got all these prescriptions
Pill caddy because today I'm on a mission
Driver is out front
Time to put on the front
Get to the office, bursts of motivation
See my partner do it-with no medication
But things are fine, no reason to whine
I got it all
But when I define all, it's where I fall
Money, drugs, mansion
And no hugs from a honey or some laughing
Who will I share it with?
My computer I just stare at it
Give my tasks to my secretary
Because, that's why I pay you, Sheree
I'm just the founder
With a bold face to motivate
No more brown nosing
See, now they brown nose me
But as the clock hits four PM
Look at all our profits, yeah I see them
Time for my downers so I can mellow out
All the guilt, time to throw it out
Let's go out, Sheree
She says yes, not to me...but to the money
Yeah I admit it kinda hurts...
But its all in, A Day's Work
I woke up drowning in my sheets
Another day to do my job
Slowly starting up the daily routine
I could still feel my head throb
Night shifts are normal shifts
It's the only time that would work
Slowly sifting through the filth
Of the memories they took
I pick out things put in some,
I sometimes put in fakes
Does it really matter?
It's just happiness at stake
My cause is unexplained
No compensation or benefits
My work has no awards
But it keeps everything together
Every night and every day
made this after watching donnie darko the movie haha
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