"Buying our Time."

Five Thirteen hour days barely
earns my keep in a world that
bleeds us dry from the day we're
slapped on the ass and take our
first breath, until the day we close
our eyes

But still, this is what we're all born
into, so, we pay our dues for being
here
The cycles redundant and never
ending; wouldn't it be fun to just be
and still have everything, cause this
systems fucking busted

We kill ourselves to buy our time here
and no one's exempt and we sure as
fuck don't have anything given

Day by day, the Task-master continues
Stripping the layers of our Souls away