The Grind

Wake up youíre just dreaming
Alarm blaring sunrise
Rinse off all your feelings
Settle in for the ride

Monday through Friday
From eight to five
Two or more hours
On interstate sixty nine

Eighty miles an hour
Clock in right on time
Plug into the system
Sacrifice your mind

Calculating equations
Breaching overtime
Forget about feeling
Just feed the bottom line

Five oíclock rolls around
Relief floods through your spine
Power down and unplug
Welcome back to your mind

All work and no play
Every neuron is fried
Thereís a stranger in the mirror
Reflecting bloodshot eyes

Dependency awaits
Smoke away all your lies
Grim reality unsheathed
In a long heavy sigh

Keep quiet less they see
The cracks in your smile
Feign interest for now
Donít hurt his pride

Donít know how you do it
Without weighing suicide
But thatís our little secret
I know you just hide

Iíll find you in your dreams
I will make you cry
For everyday that youíre enslaved
Youíre living a lie
Written by nightbirdblue (enbyblue)
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