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Here at my job, I walk around,
take crap and lift heavy.
No one sees what I do.
And me, yes I know you should< br/>be grateful, satisfied and happy,
and preferably smile until you die.
But then I damn well have
a smile back sometimes
now r I smile at all the bastards
at my job, suck fat.
It feels wrong,
I get off, I lay down.
Tear h ¥rt we'll take then.
Control alt delete, forget all the hard work,
clear the memory of all the crap,
and start again.
But then should I have
a smile back sometimes,
and maybe even a little thank you.
But I don't plan to stop here.
I plan to cut everything< br/>and start all over again.
For I am like you, the same,
maybe not as tame,
for control is messy tt sad.
But one day I'll be fine, become normal,
get a terraced house, a wife and children.
I'll be an adult at last.
But then I'm going to damn < br/>a smile back sometimes,
and maybe even a small thank you.