Dead, covered in red
My colleagues lie here, the intern spared
Did I get lucky? Think I should play dead
Cause what if coilhead stays in apparatus and treads back to my fire exit
Fighting for our quota's pointless
I don't think I've been this desperate
Picking up the remnants of our predecessors
That's our business
Every single moon's been lethal
Oh, eclipsed?
Well, there goes mental health and to all my new colleagues
Why is retirement still decades away
Fled, that's what I did
The dogs will shred you, suggest you slow your footsteps
And, do me one solid
Promise that no matter what happens to us
That you'll try to turn a profit
Fighting for our quota's pointless
I don't think I've been this desperate
Picking up the remnants of our predecessors
That's our business
Every single move's been lethal
Oh, eclipsed?
Well, there goes mental health, and to all my new colleagues
All for another dollar, another day
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