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Wasting my time, searching my mind
Looking for a way to beat the daily grind.
Forty hours a week, and still having to steal
To get some food for to eat, or for some pleasure to feel.
No amount of money could set me straight
I try to save up, but all my payments are still late.
I’m still a slave to a forty hour week,
But my brain’s fucking burnt.
And now my will is growing weak.
Wasting away, picking my brain.
My head is hurting, my emotions are drained.
No more feeling, I’m numb to the pain.
I’m being taken over by this fucking ball and chain.
Wake up early and then go to bed late.
How can I function with my body in this state?
At work before sunrise, get home after sunset.
I swear to God I’m getting tired of this shit.
Still searching for a purpose in life
But at the end of the day, I’m asking myself why
I know I’m at a dead end, nowhere to go,
Nothing changed, I’m fucking starting to think
I might be better off dead.
The world will beat you when you’re down and out,
And never throw you a bone, and I can’t figure it out.
I can't grow when my mind’s in a rut.
My brain is starting to swell,
It’s fucking driving me nuts.

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from The Coward's Path Ends Here​.​.​., released December 18, 2020

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