Saturday, September 11, 2010

Wage, the Rap

It's to do with my wages
In out, old Sages
You been here for ages

Boss is always on rages
Calm me if you can
Feelings like rabbits in cages

Torture me just
Capture me first
Tame me to obey
To feed your thirst

I'm not hungry if I tried
I'm not begging forgiveness, nor
Counting my sins.

I repaid you in debts to collect
You gave me what I own in loans
You showed me what it was to be
Independent, truly, of thee.

Short cut success
Sucks more than it does
To walk alone,
I walk alone.

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