Monday, April 11, 2011
Chains n' Things
Woke up this morning feel like I’m a ground hog
Life used to be a dream now it’s a nightmare
Came outside to all my tires being flat along with the spare under the car
Why do I attract crazy?
Had to ride the bus to work, youngsters trying to be hard but I’m mad at their parents for not putting a stop to it all
Underpaid at my job but they keep piling on the workload, threatening to find someone who will do the same amount of work without the complaining
Government saying they’re gonna shut down, people from both wings and those in between acting like fools
Forgetting the work for you and I
I wish I could just leave it all behind but where would I go
Can’t run away from my responsibilities
Life of a beaten down man
My son’s mother talking about how I don’t do enough for her but she’s always in my pockets while she blows her check on partying
I just can’t seem to shake this funk in my life
Shackled down forever I suppose
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