From The Inside - Rotting Out

It’s 6 AM the fucking start of the day

And that stack of bills hasn’t gone away

8 hours 8 days, it’s all the fucking same

Swallow your pride and learn their game

I don’t give a shit how you feel today

I’m losing it, I’m losing it, just give me my pay

Now my job is simple, it takes no thought

Pay my rent and it’s time to clock out

I don’t want a raise so I get more work

Just leave me a lone cause I know what I’m worth

Fucking believe this is the city of shame

It’s the way we fight and struggle just to make it through an 8 hour day

These fucking walls are closing in with every breath I take

In the city, in the city of shame

It’s the city of shame where the bosses pray for rain

They want their smogged covered sins to be washed away

I’m not saying I’m perfect, but I’m treated like profit

To your growing pockets from your employees pain