Release
Slouch (Punk)
Indoctrination, mental starvation
I can't keep up with this life
Hours missing, I'm just pissing everything away despite
All my hunger, all my need for something to show for this strife
But I still wake up, and I keep working
Just so I can get through this life
Bodies worn from lost years
These hands crack and bleed
Repetition renders spirits dead
Creativity collapses in decay
Mental atrophy torn from ancient depths, doing anything to kill the pain inside
Pretend it's not happening to you
It happens every day
Survival, for what?
You never learned how to live
A life working for nothing isn't worth living
I can't take anymore
What am I waiting for?
I've got to get myself out of this hell hole that is life