Living to Serve

Full of energy, full of hopes and dreams
And then I go to work
Eight hours of madness and my fuel is on "E"
When I get home

All that I wanted was playing guitar
And have some beers
But now I'm exhausted
Just wanna sleep, I can't do anything

Sick of being sick
I'm tired of selling my time, I cannot live this kind of life
Nervous breakdown
My head is about to explode, I'm having a mental overload
Minimum wage
I cannot pay for my beers, it makes me cry out in tears
We're just slaves
I'm trapped inside a social cage, this situation will never change

I wake in the middle of the night
Thinking about deadlines and reports
I can't even rest without thinking about work
Some problems aren't even my fault
Years in this company without being noticed
But soon the table will turn
I'm surrounded by capitalist zombies
They'd stab me in the back if they could, uh

Toxic environment
They say "we are like a family," the dumbest thing that I have seen
Dealing with jerks
A pile of paper on my desk, I feel a pain in my chest
Human resources
Your promotion was denied, work harder, and then you try
Employee wellbeing
How could a coffee machine be considered a benefit?

Living to serve
It's striking my nerve
Living to serve
Assholes and worms
Living to serve
I'm dealing with jerks
Living to serve
The table will turn