People on top of people
On top of people
A giant farm
Of angry ants
Burnt out
From scrambling
Their days away
Racing from one buck
To the next
One at a time
As soon as you get one
The next one is due
Sleep just long enough
To get the next one tomorrow
Like a fiend
But not for drugs
That’s the only difference
Two slaves
With two different chains
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