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Stuck in Groundhog's Day
another groundhog's day
doing the same old thing
bleeding my heart out
for people that use me
just another number
punch in, punch out
with the question of, why?
I’m so sick of this
but I see no other way out
looking at expensive houses
all starry eyed
it’s enough to make a man go insane
always working myself senseless
with lies that they feed
I wonder
when can I stop looking up?
always so down
all the way to the ground
just cattle
being led to the slaughter
so what should I believe
when I’m already broken?
sick of being told what is possible
from people that only ever
sit on their fucking ass
I look in their eyes to see
some kind of emotion
was it ever there?
maybe when they were younger
before the truth was shown
but no, nothing
just the opposite of what I believe
heartless and cold
fuck you!
stop smiling
you act like my life is so meaningless
I’m tired, I’m hollow
what will happen
when there’s nothing left to give?
doing the same old thing
bleeding my heart out
for people that use me
just another number
punch in, punch out
with the question of, why?
I’m so sick of this
but I see no other way out
looking at expensive houses
all starry eyed
it’s enough to make a man go insane
always working myself senseless
with lies that they feed
I wonder
when can I stop looking up?
always so down
all the way to the ground
just cattle
being led to the slaughter
so what should I believe
when I’m already broken?
sick of being told what is possible
from people that only ever
sit on their fucking ass
I look in their eyes to see
some kind of emotion
was it ever there?
maybe when they were younger
before the truth was shown
but no, nothing
just the opposite of what I believe
heartless and cold
fuck you!
stop smiling
you act like my life is so meaningless
I’m tired, I’m hollow
what will happen
when there’s nothing left to give?
Published 22nd Oct 2017
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22nd Oct 2017 10:39am
"I’m tired, I’m hollow
what will happen
when there’s nothing left to give? "
LK don't let these people get you down
you may feel hollow but your aren't
your full of real emotions, love & heart..
painful & beautiful write..
love Crim
what will happen
when there’s nothing left to give? "
LK don't let these people get you down
you may feel hollow but your aren't
your full of real emotions, love & heart..
painful & beautiful write..
love Crim
23rd Oct 2017 7:32am
The life of a worker bee is a tough one. Some days are better than others. At the end of the day a man has to do what a man has to do. Thanks friend 🤗
22nd Oct 2017 11:20pm
23rd Oct 2017 7:33am
Some places expect too much out of their workers. Glad you could relate. Thanks for enjoying 😁
Anonymous
25th Oct 2017 4:26pm
It's the grunts that bear the brunt while the elites see reap the rewards. It's not right. Never has been. We keep grinding and they keep feeding us another mouth full of crap. Keep your head up and don't let 'em knock you down. You are more than they see.
