Nine 2 Five

Lyrics:
Wake up to the same old bell.
Dragging my feet through this living hell.
Nine to five, it’s a never-ending race,
Chasing the clock, losing my place.
Sweat on my brow, dreams on the shelf.
Trading my time, forgetting myself.
Day after day, it’s all just the same,
But who am I now, if not just a name?
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry,
Running in circles till the day we die.
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry.
Running in circles till the day we die.
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry,
Running in circles till the day we die.
ohohohho ooo ooo
till the day we die.
Another week gone, and what have I gained?
A pocket of coins, a soul that’s drained.
I’m a cog in the wheel, turning round and round,
But where’s the life that I thought I’d found?
Dreams in the dark, but they fade away,
With every sunrise that starts the day.
Is there a reason, a meaning to find,
Or are we all lost, just biding our time?
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry,
Running in circles till the day we die.
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry.
Running in circles till the day we die.
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry,
Running in circles till the day we die.
They tell us to hustle, they tell us to strive,
But what’s the point when we’re barely alive?
We’re more than machines, we’re flesh and bone,
Yet every day feels like we’re carved out of stone.
I see my reflection, but it’s hard to know,
The person I was, so long ago.
The spark in my eyes, it’s faded away,
Replaced by the grind of another long day.
But deep down inside, there’s a fire that burns,
A hope that someday, the tide will turn.
That we’ll find a way, to live and breathe,
To break these chains, to finally be free.
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry,
Running in circles till the day we die.
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry.
Running in circles till the day we die.
We work, we grind, we bleed, we cry,
Running in circles till the day we die.
Here’s to the dreamers, the ones who break free,
Who dare to believe in what life could be.
We’ll work, we’ll grind, but we’ll do it our way,
Chasing the sun at the end of the day.
We’ll work, we’ll grind, but we won’t forget,
Life’s more than the race, it’s not over yet.