Job brings you nowhere fast
You're tired every night
And then you come home to nothing but an empty room
Is it worth your frustration?
You say as long as you pay all your bills
Wading through the mess for your prize
Satisfied till you realize
Your wading through the mess until there's nothing left to look for
Shell out all your sanity to the masses
That they provide you for you to work through now
You have nothing to offer them if your search yields no results
Will you find peace of mind for yourself?