I wake up every morning to a concrete jungle
I wake up every morning to the conversations of those too busy to enjoy life
I wake up every morning to march to work in unison with everyone else
Right
Left
Right
Left
Always in step with the businessman in front of me
Drinking the same coffee
Carrying the same briefcase
Heading to the same office
Every single day
Until we die
And we say we are free
Oh how wrong we are
-Connor
