On Corporate Teambuilding Exercises
I think all these people I work with are scared of me
And that's okay. I'm happy they're scared of me
I prowl through the aisles, eyes struck wild by the empty
Ravenous and sick and sad and angry
This place makes me feel like I am an alien
I hide tentacles beneath my skin
And I think nice thoughts about the day they'll burst right through
But today I have to keep them tucked within
I'm here most of the hours I'm awake
Some days I do nothing with the rest
And I can feel the screaming in my belly and my chest
I'm really disappointed I don't break
Someday I'll fill my fists with glass from these fucking fluorescent lights
And I will run until my ligaments tear in two
And I will find all of the threads that bind me here so tightly
And I will bite, and I will tear right through
I don't care about your fantasy sportsball league
'Cause sports are boring and exploitative
And I don't wanna talk about how the Eagles won
Because football's just a slow moving snuff-film
And if I wanted to do all your Christian shit
Then I wouldn't have run from the Church
And if I didn't have a lifetime of eating disorders
Maybe I would join your weight-loss game, but I do
I feel nothing in common with you
Everything we do here hurts somebody
Everything we do here hurts the Earth
But I've got tons of student loans to pay
And I'm a coward so I stay
But someday I won't have to hate myself
And I'm not shoving little kids in cages
I don't work for Marlboro or BP
But I don't think that I should ever let myself feel any better
Just because I'm not as evil as I could be
I wonder if anyone else here feels this
Maybe we all self-loathe just the same
And I know they're all just humans desperate for some way to live
But I'm looking for someone but myself to blame
And I will fill my fists with glass from these fucking fluorescent lights
And I will run until my ligaments tear in two
And I will find my brave on that most glorious of days
But I've no idea how long that will take
And I will fill my fists with glass from these fucking fluorescent lights
And I will run until my ligaments tear in two
And I will find my brave on that most glorious of days
But I've no idea how long that will take
And that's okay. I'm happy they're scared of me
I prowl through the aisles, eyes struck wild by the empty
Ravenous and sick and sad and angry
This place makes me feel like I am an alien
I hide tentacles beneath my skin
And I think nice thoughts about the day they'll burst right through
But today I have to keep them tucked within
I'm here most of the hours I'm awake
Some days I do nothing with the rest
And I can feel the screaming in my belly and my chest
I'm really disappointed I don't break
Someday I'll fill my fists with glass from these fucking fluorescent lights
And I will run until my ligaments tear in two
And I will find all of the threads that bind me here so tightly
And I will bite, and I will tear right through
I don't care about your fantasy sportsball league
'Cause sports are boring and exploitative
And I don't wanna talk about how the Eagles won
Because football's just a slow moving snuff-film
And if I wanted to do all your Christian shit
Then I wouldn't have run from the Church
And if I didn't have a lifetime of eating disorders
Maybe I would join your weight-loss game, but I do
I feel nothing in common with you
Everything we do here hurts somebody
Everything we do here hurts the Earth
But I've got tons of student loans to pay
And I'm a coward so I stay
But someday I won't have to hate myself
And I'm not shoving little kids in cages
I don't work for Marlboro or BP
But I don't think that I should ever let myself feel any better
Just because I'm not as evil as I could be
I wonder if anyone else here feels this
Maybe we all self-loathe just the same
And I know they're all just humans desperate for some way to live
But I'm looking for someone but myself to blame
And I will fill my fists with glass from these fucking fluorescent lights
And I will run until my ligaments tear in two
And I will find my brave on that most glorious of days
But I've no idea how long that will take
And I will fill my fists with glass from these fucking fluorescent lights
And I will run until my ligaments tear in two
And I will find my brave on that most glorious of days
But I've no idea how long that will take
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