Backpains Agony by The Infested Lyrics

Every morning the alarm bells
Pierce my drums and then I smell that smell
In this bed so nice and warm
But I know the room I'm in's so cold
Ignore the time for just five minutes more
Coz my brains not ticking over for sure
Why can't I just wake in my own time
Why can't I just lay in this time
The clouds are pissing acid rain
And the air I breath, my lungs decay
Mindless zombies walk down the street
Why? All we need to do is eat
Nine to five, five days a week
And the cars are clogging up the streets
Depression and boredom sets in my head
Why did I bother getting out of bed?
This isn't life, this is called slavery
No matter how you dress it up
Subject to work, back pains and agony
Are we really better off?
Every night I'd lay awake
Worrying about the mistakes I made
Nightmares of the day ahead
Another day of ass kissing that I can't take
So I shoved it, left them in shit
It sure felt good just for a bit
But now my bank account is dry
And begging for the day I get another try
I hate work, work hates me