March To the Scaffold Pt. 2

Here's another song that we haven't been paid for yet
I've done it all for the free beer and the empty halls
As I dive into my phone
Dead to the world I'm alone
Absorbing all of my senses
Now my eyes have grown a lense
I feel nothing
As I read less
And I'm sinking
Honey, my brains shrinking
Are you still watching?
Tuned in, turned on, drop dead
And no one notices
This conversation is endless my hearts not in it
My friends are all dependent on things they can't afford yet
We're only working hard enough when we sense the watchful eye
My dreams are all consistent I'm committing a crime
I feel nothing
As I read less
And I'm sinking
Honey my brains shrinking
Are you still watching?
Tuned in, turned on, drop dead
And no one's interested

I never shot the messenger
I just turned down his friend request
Pass it along my social niceties have gone missing
Don't bother calling I'm running towards the door
I used to be such a jag off but I don't work so hard anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle William Wacker
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