I Must Work & I Must Die
The silver lines stretch on ahead
No control of where they go
I catch a glimpse of whats beyond the trees
All these people staring back at me
When you're lost like me
No way to run
Stuck In a job
You must stop and think there are better things outside
I waste my time like I'm supposed to do
I must work and I must die
A funny thought then occurs to me
Is this really what we must rely on?
When you're lost like me
No way to run
Stuck In a job
You must stop and think there are better things outside