9-5

It was the office that was doing it to you

Behind the promises about the fortune

Giving away your desired wishes

Just to get by in the world of ours

You began slowly dying there

But that’s not the way you should

You said its all fine

It’s just your creative soul

Being trapped in a noncreative environment

Screaming its way for expression

But its the work you do

That keeps it under the suppression

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