A Living Suicide

Working for the man just isn't enough
Yeah I get a paycheck but things are still rough
Working for the man just isn't enough
Yeah I get a paycheck but things are still rough

I'd rather do what I was taught
4 years of school but now it's just a thought
I'd rather do what I was taught
4 years of school but now it's just a thought

Now everyday is such a pain
Looking forward to the same old same
Now everyday is such a pain
Looking forward to the same old same
Oi

I got caught up it's not my fault
Where the time go
I don't waste my time with pointless shit
Somethings gotta change

What's the point of money
Holes to fill constantly
What's the point of living
When you've had no loving

All our reasons for existence
Keep us healthy and alive
All our reasons for existence
Have been compromised

I ain't gonna sit around
Gaining weight by the pound
Hating my life more and more
It's a living suicide
If its something that I hate
The feeling I'm gonna suffocate
From a dying geriatric fate
It's a living suicide

You can call me what you want
You aren't gonna get to me
I don't play the games you play
I'm not a part of what you say
Imma live my life today



Credits
Writer(s): Uri Weber
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