Hey, your doing a great job!

A song I wrote for a co-worker. Digs into the stress and frustration of double shifts, customers, and horrific management...

thoughts must run free in order to be me,

to compromise dreams,

is a sin it seems ,

yet daily i dwell and swell deep inside,

allowing lies to ruffle, bruising my hide,

what is world without a friendly foe?

don't you know enemies knock at your door?

weather withers away symbolic remains,

refrain from eating those corroded eggs,

despite all minor thought,

its nothing til made major,

do not cause distress,

do not cause grief to oneself,

one more day is all i have to say.

force the demons away,

go , go, go away.

please please go away,

I'm not feeling this s**t,

please please shut your face,

please please go away.

hey, don't you know what your doing?

haven't they told you?

you do the greatest job of them all!

don't know what your doing?

your doing the greatest job of them all!

but i don't gotta do this,

but i dont gotta think through this,

i just get off and put it past me,

cuz i know that i aint nasty.

its almost over, were almost done, 

11 hours past, rerun.

its almost over, not too late, 11 hours just begun, 

its almost over, the mornings up and then, then, then, the night begins,

its almost over,

11 hours, 11 hours needs to end!

on my way home not enough time.

Face to face,

I'm done with this place,

Done quite done with this face to face

ive had enough enough with this place.