letra de the working dead - the drowns
my 5 o’clock shadow is running in the opposite direction
from where i go to kneel down to the saint of 4th quarter projections
it’s a heavy handed letdown
working for a watch when time is running out
i’m counting every second down
cause i let too many pass me by (still can’t find a reason why)
everybody’s racing for the red light
chained to a desk and chasing deadlines
i’m not slaving for a pension but an early grave
i’m the working dead for minimum wage
a nod at the front desk
a smoke with the boys on the loading dock
then back into the warehouse to catalogue the bar codes and the back stock
i wonder if they see me?
i wonder if they notice me at all
the phantom of the stock room
another faceless shadow in these halls
death by a thousand conference calls
letras aleatórias
- letra de pin vs. gelatin - trash & terrible rap battles of delagothicone-regular
- letra de бом, бом (bom, bom) - джордан (djordan) (bgr)
- letra de youngster - bol sözlük
- letra de music rescues me [pvd club mix] - paul van dyk
- letra de frustration - dirty luxe
- letra de raid - travis scott
- letra de una de dylan - funambulista
- letra de trop l'seum - ash taka
- letra de ивент-менеджер (event-manager) - glebasta spal
- letra de comment on s’aime - lord esperanza