Lyrics: 50 Lions. Nowhere To Run. Life In A Dogbox.

Been sentenced
with 9 to 5
not busting our asses
trying survive
my mind's
so far from clear
what the fuck
are we doing here

not the best of the best
or the worst of the worst
stuck right in the middle
of the middle fucking class

lets go

brought up to fit the mold
routine bullshit is getting old
day after day/dealing with this shit
need a change of pace/its time to split

its time to splittttttttttttttt

my minds
so far from clear
what the fuck are we doing here
breakout
to start again
always told we would never win