Wolves in sheep's clothing the bosses wait impatiently
Eager to show their true skin, restless and salivating green
There is bloodshed in my dreams of pain and suffering
Progress, my own dream that has destroyed me
A punch of the clock - a fleeting hope, quick to forget
A punch of the clock - a stagnate thought another regret
A punch of the clock - betrayed
A punch of the clock - enslaved
Little is my progression to happiness
Time is my progression to nothingness
Just shut up, fall in line and take what you can get
Not dead yet? Until then forever man in debt
Commute, work, commute, sleep, die.
Eager to show their true skin, restless and salivating green
There is bloodshed in my dreams of pain and suffering
Progress, my own dream that has destroyed me
A punch of the clock - a fleeting hope, quick to forget
A punch of the clock - a stagnate thought another regret
A punch of the clock - betrayed
A punch of the clock - enslaved
Little is my progression to happiness
Time is my progression to nothingness
Just shut up, fall in line and take what you can get
Not dead yet? Until then forever man in debt
Commute, work, commute, sleep, die.