Jim Chastain - The Bellboys TRANSITION + Worst Thing of All (DEMOS)

Everything must be perfect
Fine won't do
Stay in line
Don't you whine
I've had just near
Enough out of you!
Must I remind you
The weight you carry is your worth
You'll do your share
It isn't fair
To those who work!
I won't remind you
Everyday
You'd do well to learn your place
This calls for
My last resort
You've earned yourself a report!
This place can wear you down
The suites, the sheets, the way the days
Repeat, you start to drown
You start to lose your head
You rot, and you don't got a clue
How you can hang onto this thread
Eventually you start
To lie awake in bed
Your thoughts can start convincing you
You're better off dead
And the worst thing of all
Well, are you wrong?
When you got nothing to lose
It's simply just no use
To carry on

Written by:
Jim Chastain

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