The story of a blue collar working class man who slowly loses his life after a work related injury, but his company is unable to accommodate him so he eventually passes away with nothing to leave behind for his daughter and wife.
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I live my life in a living hell
I wake up to the sound of a bell
At 5 in the morning
My wife is mourning
For the death of my old self
The one not so concerned with wealth
But i have a family to feed
So im urged on to succeed
By society but im vially
Dying the miles we
Spill of biles be filling
Outta me I doubt I'll be
Around for much longer
What is killing me will not make me stronger
To my wife my job taunts her
It haunts her
She doesn't get to flaunt her
Fine jewelry
But she says that's foolery
It's cooler to be
With me but that's impossible
It's illogical and intolerable
14 hour work day
With minimal pay
Makin minimum wage
The other day
I took a 12 gauge
Cocked it and put it right to my face
But i can't leave my floor stained
So for family i stay chained
To my dead end job
I'll be dead n sob
On the inside
For all the times I've
Missed with my wife and kids
I cry like there's a knife in my ribs
I don't have any friends
I try to make ends
Meet and come to greet
Peeps but that would be a feat
Cuz im sucking my boss's teat
For that last drop of cash
To enroll my kids in class
So they can stash
Away a job for them to do
Instead of watching looney tunes
they see what a lack of food can do
To you when you
working from noon to two
How you get screwed
But can't sue the man that employs you
And thousands more
You're just a number on the floor
Feeding the machine
That keeps you from succeeding
You may be bleeding
Inside and out
But they don't care about
You or anything that you do
As long as you stir the stew
And keep making them money
Huh that's kinda funny
They won't be caught dead where the sun ain't sunny
Loud machines are running
And they're coming for you
You gotta sprint but it's degree 122
Ain't nothin new
To me at least
What the smell of sulfur makes you sneeze
Well my nostril follicles have died
Along with most of my inside
And last night i cried
But no water flowed
My sweat caused my body fluids to slow
To near death levels
Dehydration diagnosed i need to settle
Down and not move around
I need to drink but there's no well in my town
But i still respond to the sound
Of responsibility
Im losing my ability
To speak i squeak and screech
But nothing comes outta my beak
So i go in and ask the boss
Can i please have some time off
Because he needs to sign off
I need it because i sound like a swine cough
He says jeez louise
don't you have kids to feed
I said yeah what is that supposed to mean
He said you know you don't get paid leave
So i began to contemplate
Does that really cost them wait
I said i need to do this
But i would come to rue this
Because they'd strip me like a nudist
With a new phone who dis
Type of retort
I built a mental fort
And told myself some sort
Of reassuring statement
I can do this despite my body being vacant
Of water and my will to live
But i ripped electrons out my body to make me positive
What all do i gotta give
To this corporation, my life
Just because i need to provide for my wife
I could end it all with the slice of a knife
But I can't do that to myself
I guess I'll never be someone else
I put my plans back on the shelf
And i went back to work
Where I'd been at first
And will be until i end up in a hearse
And towed to a church
And put 6 feet under the dirt
So I'm back to the daily routine
Manual labor job a sharp pain in my spleen
You know the usual thing
But that's when i would scream
And begin to dream
Of a white light so i run toward it
Can i die now can my family afford it
You know the one that i supported
None of my useless life had been recorded
Whatever the meaning of life was I hadn't scored it
I was torn it's
Die finally and be put out of my misery
Or continue to work in that hell hole sizzling
And provide for the family but never quite makin bling
This job had literally worked me to death
I open my eyes to see someone's head above my left breast
The doc sprinted to where i was because he had seen
Me pass out and fall off of a steel beam
My corpse was then surrounded by his whole team
January 23 1914
I was pronounced dead at the scene
credits
from Quatrains,
released May 12, 2017
Prod. Mayeniac