...And You Will Die Alone

Five years digging a ditch

Only to be left at the bottom of it and for what?

A crime I didn't commit

No answers just a line of shit

more office politics and condescending pricks

forever banished to a state of confusion, anger, and hate

work climb and climb

you're climbing to nowhere (there's) no end to this line

Your only crime was too much time

you just kept showing up,

so if time is money and money is time

I guess my time is up

So step out from that booth

It's time you learned the truth that you're not a human being

You're just part of the machine

I see past empty eyes. See your infertile cries

see that the only real therapy for your pain

is this scapegoat target game

These thoughts on a page make for poor execution

because violent revenge is my only solution

Just a brick thru the window or do I continue

Would I be less than disturbed by your blood on the curb?

Would I be undisturbed by your blood on the curb?

When all is sorted out and material's all you can show

You haven't pissed away your life just the people that you know.

Your bean count fell one short there's no license to your quarrel

why would science or a god allow a child into your world?

So this fabrication of misinformation

led to my termination without validation

So my real revenge without initiation

is the outcome of your lives