The walls are finally closing in on me
And it’s only getting harder to breathe
I'm suffocating

Stuck in one place
For what seems like a lifetime
I'm working for pay
Already spent, it’s already gone
I won’t sleep for days
Shovelling coal in the furnace of time
And I'm smashed by the weight
Of all that pressure. I don’t live, I survive

Can’t stop to bite the bait

My sweat amounts nothing
I may have got it all wrong
I hate that I’ve been making bad decisions for way to long
I feel like I’ve seen nothing
Past the tip of my nose
I hate that I’ve been making bad decisions for way too long

I refuse to spend my days without a purpose
There must be a better way cause I am sick and tired of being rushed and nervous

I feel like I’ve seen nothing
Past the tip of my nose
I hate that I’ve been making bad decisions for way too long