Texty: Shaimus. Turn the Other Way.

Runnin off caffeine, In front of a screen,
These were my waking hours.
Wasn't really alive, just waiting till 5,
as all the suits devour.
Standing over my shoulder as we're all getting older...
Have I done what I hate to do
Good enough for you?

At least I know this ain't for me.
I got no place in a 3 by 3.
And every day they take away
A little bit more of my dignity.

We do what we're told as we're all getting older...
Am I done now shining your shoes?
Is there anything you want me to do?

Cuz I get by
wasting my time with my head up in space
Baby I turn the other way
But I don't mind
that i'm turned and now I'm so far out of that place,
Baby I turn the other, turn the other way

Funds hold me back to let them know
I hate their game so I'm gonna fold.
And every time I look out side
My body says - fuck it, just let it go.

We do what we're told as we're all getting older...
Am I done now shining your shoes?
Good enough for you?