Out of Touch

I sit down, unable to sleep at night
The entire world is screwing my mind
My day's work is an endless fight, want to hit the bottle and drink myself blind
Sense of growing old, getting out of touch, leaves me feeling cold, identity's been sold
I own a car and I own a house
Supposed to be in luck to have a steady job
I do what's expected, turn into a grey mouse
Learned a whole new language, hear me talking Snob
Reduced into a dull boy from all work and no play
A numbskull career chaser with nothing left to say
Sick and tired of this shit, I'm searching for my passion
My days of climbing barricades, they seem so out of fashion
Sucked up by the system, its current is so strong
What the fuck am I doing, the system is still wrong



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