Starcia Hates Her Job
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My life is so busy And somehow
I always end up feeling idle
The more I think of what I am supposed to do,
The more confused messed up I feel
I get up everyday and go to my nine-to-five
When my day is done, and my work is almost through
I find myself still searching
for something new.
I can’t remember what it
feels to be alive
You guide me with a spotilight
You show me the path and
where I should be going
But instead of following it I
pull and drag
It right behind me where I
want to go.
My life’s not justified
unless you’re glorified.
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