disposable


Excuses me,
I see your working... good,
working your life away,
have you even noticed yet.
Lets go out,
just a drive around,
just a few words,
and I will let you toil again.
Don't worry,
they won't even notice,
if your absent again,
lost in your mind.
Do you even remember how to relax?
Society chews you up and spits you out.
As you try to escape, the wheel keeps on spinning.
Yearning for something you never felt.
The story tales keep you grinding.
But your barley moving.
Its not fear, you just don't know, maybe defeated?
You figured out your disposable.
Whoa,
don't get mad at me,
its okay if you want to dream,
you will get up and do it all again.
Your determined,
You got goals...yeah,
that might make it okay for now,
but you gonna need something else.
Do you even remember how to relax?
Society chews you up and spits you out.
As you try to escape, the wheel keeps on spinning.
Yearning for something you never felt.
The story tales keep you grinding.
But your barley moving.
Its not fear, you just don't know, maybe defeated?
You figured out your disposable.

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