Anthem of my Complaining
My work is draining Me like a vampire Leaving me unfulfilled With no hope or desire Hard to accomplish shit When you feel like Everything's against you I'm underworked I'm underpaid Why I chose this Job I must be insane The only thing keeping me Going is God and my family I get tired of being A security guard. Every time I put on this uniform I feel like I'm a joke I know I shouldn't Complain A job is a job that someone Would freaking say Their not the ones whose Getting bored and restless everyday This is my anthem of my Complaining
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