working man
Midshift starts at 5pm she ironed my clothes the night before rush hour starts soon and I'm going to high as kite by then. so many hours away. I miss my love. lonely hours away. on such a endless shift. I'm burning out of fuel I've never known traveling places I've never gone I think it's going to be a long long time I'm a working man. I'm not the man they think I am at home I'm a working man Im burning out I've never known I'm a working man. 9-5 5 days a week money talks but talk is cheap so I barely sleep I got a family to family to feed Im a working man how you can you be mad at me.
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