For The Workforce, Drowning

Album: War All The Time (2003)
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  • Falling from the top floor your lungs
    Fill like parachutes
    Windows go rushing by.
    People inside,
    Dressed for the funeral in black and white.
    These ties strangle our necks, hanging in the closet,
    Found in the cubicle;
    Without a name, just numbers, on the resume stored in the mainframe, marked for delete.

    Please take these hands
    Throw them in the river,
    Wash away the things they never held
    Please take these hands,
    Throw me in the river,
    Don't let me drown before the workday ends.

    9 to 5! 9 to 5!

    And we're up to our necks,
    Drowning in the seconds,
    Ingesting the morning commute
    Lost in a dead subway sleep
    Now we lie wide awake in our parents beds,
    Tossing and turning.
    Tomorrow we'll get up
    Drive to work,
    Single file
    With everyday
    It's like the last.
    Waiting for the life to start, is it always just always ahead of the curve?

    Please take these hands
    Throw them in the river,
    Wash away the things they never held
    Please take these hands,
    Throw me in the river,
    Don't let me drown before the workday ends.

    Just keep making copies
    Of copies
    Of copies
    When will it end?

    It'll never end,
    'til it gets so bad
    That the ink fills in our fingerprints
    And the silhouette of your own face becomes the black cloud of war
    And even in our dreams we're so afraid the weight will offset who we are
    All those breaths that you took have now been canceled in your lungs.
    Last night my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys
    And all the monuments and skyscrapers burned down and filled the sea.

    Save our ship
    The anchor is part of the desk
    We can't cut free,
    The water is flooding the decks
    The memo's sent through the currents
    Computers spark like flares
    I can see them.
    They don't touch me,
    Touch me.

    Please someone,
    Teach me how to swim.
    Please, don't let me drown,
    Please, don't let me drown. Writer/s: GEOFFREY RICKLY, III, ROBERT KEELEY, STEVEN PEDULLA, THOMAS RULE, TIMOTHY PAYNE
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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