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Woke up another day in hell
Dressed up and on my way as far as i can tell
Day by Day the struggle seems more senseless
In the brutal face of time. It's so ruthless

Just take me out to invite me in
Anything that could kill this damn routine
We just dance through the days
Thinking of what's left to waste
Aren't we a discardable product of machinery?

Step on the traffic kills us all
Sractch your Philosophy in the door of a bathroom stall
And each day we get farther from our kids
Just to say we need more than something to eat

Buy. Sell. Give Everything. What's the Meaning?
I need a way to escape this shallow life.
But we're just another product on the shelf of time.
Shallow. Fit forms but minds so narrow.