cogs
By: rizrocks
Genres
Description
Who would ever want to live in a cubicle for 8 hours a day every day ?
Lyrics
The sun’s not up The lights come on It’s time to start another day Inside the carpet box I sit before the screen and type away I cant imagine life would be like this I always had the vision grand I used to dream of fame and fantasy Sometimes things don’t go as planned…. I wish I were a cartoon character Gulp myself and disappear I’d vanish for awhile And pop back home a smiling ear to ear We are all cogs Amongst the cogs Just like ten billion other cogs in the machine Inside ten billion Carpet boxes We all sit before our screen We’re all servants of the system Every day is much the same I’ll be sitting at my keyboard When the reaper calls my name
