Kafka

There is a fire in my eyes
As I slave to the humdrum
Under the white fluorescent light
Erase signs of my glum
Heart is bleeding out tonight
Pursed lips struggle to keep mum

Put out our passion with some ice
There will be some other time
Signing off bits of our life
Contracts keep us alive
Hands are searing from this drought
Who cares that I am sucked dry

Wake from our drunk stupor
I say we fight fight fight
Against the glorious blight
Keep fingers crossed
You will survive

Kafka tells me
The meaning of life is that it ends
I walk to my grave
On white collar stipends
Kafka tells me
Mete out my infallible retirement plans
Echos of footsteps ring in my soul
My name etched deep within the headstones of my dreams

Static telly, cold dinner in your belly
Mixed in with cheap stout
You think you're happy
If you tire yourself out
Do you like this or it's just an easy way out?

Well it's easy to play victim
Unthinking in this crowd
Remove the blinkers yourself now
We have the keys to ourselves
What's freedom when you're the only one that's holding yourself down

Wake from our drunk stupor
I say we fight fight fight
Against the glorious blight
Keep fingers crossed
You will survive

Kafka tells me
The meaning of life is that it ends
I walk to my grave
On white collar stipends
Kafka tells me
Mete out my infallible retirement plans
Echos of footsteps ring in my soul
My name etched deep within the headstones of my dreams

I have small hands but I wanna do big things
I let crushing thoughts of failure consume me
There ain't easy way, fuck this you be the only king

Kafka tells me
The meaning of life is that it ends
I walk to my grave
On white collar stipends
Kafka tells me
Mete out my infallible retirement plans
Echos of footsteps ring in my soul
My name etched deep within the headstones of my dreams