my hours are not for sale
for the low low price that you detail
i care about my health
and i invest in myself
my misery, is never worth wealth
this twisted system has got no stealth
i'm not a cog in your machine
i'm my own human being
there's a whole world i could be seeing
but instead i dream of fleeing
i'm so sorry i don't,
clock in, use all my energy
clock out, then there's none left for me
neglected art, isn't a masterpiece
you don't get to say what i'll be
i'll craft a world of my own making
my life is not yours for taking
one day i swear i won't be faking
i respect me too much, to let myself start fading
