Letras
Walled within my cubicle grey carpet walls all wired in to systems down
Sitting in my business casual although there were no skill requirements here
On Friday pay my dollar for the privilege to wear jeans and sneakers all week-end long
Just another shitty occupation masquerading as a real career
And it makes me want to hurt myself and others
It makes me whine, it makes me sit and cry
It makes me laugh with psychotic abandon
And it makes me hate everything about the world
My friends are worried for my well being
It's very kind of them to think of me here
Going blind from blinking screens displaying
billing inquiries I can't decipher
There's a ringing in my ear oh wait
that's meant to be there that's the job description
Is it morning night or noon a Monday
Wednesday Friday I don't know anymore
But I know I want to hurt myself and others
I know I need to drink myself to sleep
I know it's wrong to do this to my body I don't care
I hate everything about the world
And there's a world outside
A sky overhead this windowless cavern
Dotted with sprinklers in case of a fire
Cause fires are likely when
you treat adults like they're five
Living break to break I watch the clock
obediently waiting for my set time
Enter password rank and SIN employee number
just for 15 minutes of air
There's many doors but just one works
the others are all decoys there to keep us inside
To eat their cancer-causing vended processed
microwavable meals that are nutrient free
And it makes me want to hurt myself and others
It makes me whine, it makes me sit and cry
It makes me laugh with psychotic abandon
And it makes me hate everything about the world
It makes me ponder on
The world's darkest prisons and do they comply to
ISO standard nine thousand and one
Or do they have much better systems in place
Here they recommend that you partake in taking
toxic drinks to keep you awake
Playing games to boost moral and big fake smiles
no using common sense for positive change
Remember we're a team but don't ask questions
no one knows or cares we're here for our pay
No one there to bother with enforcing
their collection of arbitrary rules
And it makes me want to hurt myself and others
It makes me whine, it makes me sit and cry
It makes me laugh with psychotic abandon
And it makes me hate everything about the world