Kublai Khan - Dropping Plates lyrics

[Kublai Khan - Dropping Plates lyrics]

I dread
Waking up in the morning
No time to breathe
This is my life
Nine through noon
Noon to night

I clock in
Seen as a servant
Every hour another nerve is hit
My rage boils deep behind my eyes
I smile while 'Please sir I apologize'
Somebody please get me
The fuck out of this place

Now think back to what
You're working towards
Fuck this shit
Keep it together
Keep moving forward

So I keep my composure
Don't hesitate
I play the game though I feel
Like dropping plates
Fuck

I tell myself that it's for the best
Collect tips & cash empty pay checks
From fucks who can't even remember
My name
One simple thing
I'm dropping plates

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