Wasn't made for a 9 to 5 Just burnt out so quickly, not like the rest Suicidal thoughts don't run through their heads Day to day living is tiring at best Make a scene, make a statement Poor attempt to be remembered A slave to the dirt Buried underneath For too long I've watched them Drain their life for a source of income Face the fact, there is not life Day in and day out, only empty fucking favours Laugh and scoff, disregard to mock, and it's all for nought To rot in a grave as a slave to the dirt Barely living, don't think of fucking dreaming Cause it's all for nought, you'll still rot in a grave Wasn't made for a 9 to 5 Just burnt out so quickly, not like the rest Suicidal thoughts don't run through their heads Day to day living is tiring at best You'll still rot in a grave Face the fact, you're running out of time Empty heart and mind, falling into line Laugh and scoff, disregard to mock, and it's all for nought To rot in a grave as a slave to the dirt Barely living, don't think of fucking dreaming Cause it's all for nought, you'll still rot in a grave You keep mocking me Open your mind and you will see You have me backed into a corner I won't be another sheep to the slaughter