I Need a Job
I need a job
But I'm not trying to trap myself
I need a job
But I'd rather skip the chains
The moment that I dreaded in the silence of my teens
Is screaming every morning in the mirror at me
You need a job
You need an
Itty bitty slot in a shitty trough
Count down the seconds 'til I get off
Eat my portion of the slop
Then sleep
Got a lot of little like me left
Gotta find a job where I'm not depressed
Feeling the reality of fighting for my breath
Cause I need a job
And I know it
But I could use a little sleep sometimes
Yes I know yes I know it
But I never really try
Yeah I could push a pen or a broom just fine
But really what's the point if I lose my mind
Still I need a job
Some itty bitty slot in a shitty trough
Count down the seconds 'til I get off
Eat my portion of the slop
Then sleep
Got a lot of little like me left
Gotta find a job where I'm not depressed
Feeling the reality of fighting for my breath
Cause I need a job
I need a job
I need a job
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up wake up wake up wake up
Wake up wake up wake up wake up
But I'm not trying to trap myself
I need a job
But I'd rather skip the chains
The moment that I dreaded in the silence of my teens
Is screaming every morning in the mirror at me
You need a job
You need an
Itty bitty slot in a shitty trough
Count down the seconds 'til I get off
Eat my portion of the slop
Then sleep
Got a lot of little like me left
Gotta find a job where I'm not depressed
Feeling the reality of fighting for my breath
Cause I need a job
And I know it
But I could use a little sleep sometimes
Yes I know yes I know it
But I never really try
Yeah I could push a pen or a broom just fine
But really what's the point if I lose my mind
Still I need a job
Some itty bitty slot in a shitty trough
Count down the seconds 'til I get off
Eat my portion of the slop
Then sleep
Got a lot of little like me left
Gotta find a job where I'm not depressed
Feeling the reality of fighting for my breath
Cause I need a job
I need a job
I need a job
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up and grind
It only takes a quarter of my mind
Wake up wake up wake up wake up
Wake up wake up wake up wake up
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Writer(s): William Juergens
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