The walls are finally closing in on me And it’s only getting harder to breathe I'm suffocating
Stuck in one place For what seems like a lifetime I'm working for pay Already spent, it’s already gone I won’t sleep for days Shovelling coal in the furnace of time And I'm smashed by the weight Of all that pressure. I don’t live, I survive
Can’t stop to bite the bait
My sweat amounts nothing I may have got it all wrong I hate that I’ve been making bad decisions for way to long I feel like I’ve seen nothing Past the tip of my nose I hate that I’ve been making bad decisions for way too long
I refuse to spend my days without a purpose There must be a better way cause I am sick and tired of being rushed and nervous
I feel like I’ve seen nothing Past the tip of my nose I hate that I’ve been making bad decisions for way too long
