.Caught in the mundane
The day to day, it traps us so tightly
Escape the cubicle cell enslaving time of the resident slave
Just another clone stamped in the system who cannot think For yourself
Shit
It's raining pens and staples on the prisoner questioning Our real purpose
Bur.
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