Same Direction
Same Design
Still what drive us
Bottom line

We are disposable assets
Just a number
A cog in rusty machine
To aspire to

Somebody’s livable nightmare
When 65
Someone’ American Dream
Our work is taken for granted

Not another
Determines what we can see
Day of waking
No other metric for value

To the grind
A kind of sociopathy
I can’t keep living a lie
Drains me of all I have inside

Go the safe Way
Toe the line
Crush your passions
Close your mind

We are disposable assets
Just a number