WITCH HUNT - Life In A Box lyrics

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Every morning's like a funeral procession- And we're the dead-<br>

Abysmal retrogression- How do you earn a living in a life you<br>

didn't ask for?- How do you earn your living when your life's<br>

already over?- Suffer.- I didn't ask for this but now that it's<br>

mine now one's taking it away.- Every morning- Wake up red-eyed-<br>

Future constricts my throat- Always thinking about tomorrow-<br>

Never enjoy the day- The carrot always dangles- Swept up in a<br>

mindless tedium- Cradle. Cubicle. Coffin.- Thank you for your<br>

service- You'll become storage when your deemed useless- Suffer.-I<br>

didn't ask for this but now that it's mine no one's taking it<br>

away- Work and worth are two very different things- Whether the<br>

collar's blue or white the master still grips the leash- Pressured<br>

into the "real world" pf stillborn goals and dreams- Red tape stifles<br>

the alternative so we fade into mediocrity- But it's up to you and me-<br>

It's life or death.<br>