Withering away
In the hollow of my veins
Try to run away, crawl away
Slip into another state of
Blind faith; Retrograde
Sorry friend, you’ve been betrayed
Barely 20, left resenting
God, this can’t be all there is
Think you’re worth more? No reward
You’re here to do the fucking chore
I feel KAROSHI coming for me
Dead at 40, there’s no glory
Working flesh down to the bone
80 hours, fuck your breaks
End up in wooden crate
Pretty words spat on your grave
I hope it was worth it
This is KAROSHI culture
I can’t shake the feeling that I’m
Killing what littlе’s left of who I was
Twisting, my insides scream undеr the
Pressure slowly building
Strung out on a old lie
Melting skin, as we slowly die
You call this part of ‘part of living’
Barely living
Unforgiving
Withering away
In the hollow of my veins
Try to run away, crawl away
Slip into another state of
Blind faith; Retrograde
Sorry friend, you’ve been betrayed
I can’t shake the feeling that I’m
Killing what little’s left of who I was
Twisting, my insides scream under the
Pressure slowly building
God, aren’t we fed up?
So fucking tired we
Refuse to believe that we’re stuck
Working to death
But we’re already there
What remains is
Hollow shells; Ex-Human
Fuck you