This town has lost its charm,
With the ignorant fools,
And the shady bars.
A voice cracked from screams of distress,
Calm confrontations and cigarettes.
How long can I pretend,
This daily trudge breeds no consequence?
Wear a smile,
Never shake.
Be one with the crowd,
And stand up straight.
Stand up straight!
Wage slave keep in check,
Every hour, everyday.
Dont fight and just cave,
Bound to the weight of meager pay.
Find solace and try not to go insane,
The hardships worth the ground we gain.
Keep both feet firm on the ground,
And hold on tight for dear life.
This ride is all in what you make it,
Dont let distractions skew your goals.
Just push through all of the minutia,
That prevents our growth,
Into mindful, heartfelt people.
Only we know,
Which way to go,
Which road to travel.
Only we know.
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