Nothing Ruins Friday More Than Understanding That Today Is Tuesday

Slave to the grind, wasting my time
Working the line, dying inside
Working away my sanity
For a payday unhappily
Shattered glimpses, makeshift fixes
Growing sickness, aspirations, tribulations
Wake up before the bright sun has shone
Begin to work like a fucking drone
Rush back home to drown yourself and then
Punch that time clock, do it all again

I can't take this, running races
'Round and 'round my head in pieces

Hope you're feeling kind
But I can't seem to find
The thing you call a mind
I lost it in the mine
Lost my dreams, thrown away
Useless
Nothing else, guess I'll stay
Wasting away, going insane
Broken
Day on repeat, need a release
This weight tremendous
Can't take much more of this
Breaking
Falling into this pit
Cannot get out of it
Help
Buried by too much stress
This pill knows what is best
Just drift away