One more hour to go today
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Then 14 left till I come back
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Tomorrow
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And 8 of those
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I?l sleep away
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Leaves me 6 to relax and enjoy
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Such is the life of the hourly worker
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Everything? divided to hours on a clock
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And dollars on the paycheck
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Twice a month
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And we?l never be out of here
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Off white walls
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This black desk top
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Or the coffee stained carpet
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Of the break room floor
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It? all I see day in and year out
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A never ending cycle of nothing
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And it? killing me.
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It? tearing my soul out through my eyes
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And the life from my heart
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I don? want to die here
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Shut down the circuitry
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Lights off
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Zipper up
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Walk out into
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The rain
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To drive the same roads
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That lead me back to here.
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7:17 Thursday
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| The Nightmare Scenario |
