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Alienation
Heading along this dreary road
carrying with me this heavy load,
no space for a needed u-turn
just days filled with time to burn.
Different day, same old way
clothed and fed, but now brain-dead.
Been on this road for many years
no emotion left for any tears,
Now I know how the hamster feels
forever turning those weary wheels.
Different day, same old way
clothed and fed, but now brain-dead.
There was a time, another way
but life just got in my way.
work, work, work
got to work to earn that pay.
Different day, same old way
clothed and fed, but now brain-dead.
Opportunities missed
Chances pissed,
there was a time, another way
but life just got in my way.
The me
that might have been,
died long ago
when I was green.
I should have listened
to my heart,
I see that now
too late to start.
carrying with me this heavy load,
no space for a needed u-turn
just days filled with time to burn.
Different day, same old way
clothed and fed, but now brain-dead.
Been on this road for many years
no emotion left for any tears,
Now I know how the hamster feels
forever turning those weary wheels.
Different day, same old way
clothed and fed, but now brain-dead.
There was a time, another way
but life just got in my way.
work, work, work
got to work to earn that pay.
Different day, same old way
clothed and fed, but now brain-dead.
Opportunities missed
Chances pissed,
there was a time, another way
but life just got in my way.
The me
that might have been,
died long ago
when I was green.
I should have listened
to my heart,
I see that now
too late to start.
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