working class – Ed Boy

Cover Their Tracks

Swamped because someone done gone and dumped this bucket of wet work on me!

Thinking about how I’m lucky enough not to be as sad as I was, but present enough to know I’m still sad

Let’s just stop yelling at employees altogether, how ‘bout it?

I can catch a cold but apparently can’t catch a break

Fire fire burning in the distance
smell it while you roll away the days
toiling in an office eternally

Sad and lonely walking through these abandoned after-school schools

Stop making me say good news at the beginning of meetings to make yourself feel better

Won’t listen to the worker because the cash flow is too loud

What a grim reality

Yeowch

You are not a dollar sign. Am I?

Why carry the horse when you can glue it to your peripherals