I’m alone in the world and surrounded by freaks.
I don’t want to interact, I just want to sleep.
But my eyes flutter open and I hear the alarm.
It’s time to deal with these fools and do myself harm.
When I’m bored at my job I just want to leave.
This bullshit I see is not the life I perceived.
This isn’t living life, it’s death on my feet,
And everything is the same every day of the week.