It isn't hard to snap a neck with the weight of the world as leverage Lowered into a shallow grave of paycheck after paycheck Stuck between your wallet folds is the cash you got for the childhood you sold And now you're wondering what happened
What happened is: You sold your soul to buy the dream, You were convinced “it would never happen to me,” You bought a house with the money you saved, You found the “perfect “ wife who felt the same, You ate dinner every night at 8, and every weekend was exactly the same. Your perfect family became a machine and now there's no escaping. This life we live, is it all a lie? Keep wishing your empty life was something more than wasted time Its all downhill from here, a slow death making love to your office chair When you come home late at night, the lights not on, there's no one there. She left a long time ago with the money and the kids and the life you shared, now you're left sleeping all alone in a bed for two piss drunk and miserable. Drowning in the cold sweats, you're a nervous wreck as you soak up the fumes and the toxins. As you stare up at the ceiling fan you wonder to yourself “how the fuck did this happen” Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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