I'm sitting in this rut.
I just can't stand it.
It's making me nuts.
I look around and it's everywhere.
It's everything.
It's something.
It's nothing!
Tie the rag in my hair.
Wrap the apron around my waist.
I'm taking off these work clothes.
I'm retiring these work shoes.
I'm planting this ass in this home and never going into the office.
I've stopped being everything.
I stopped when you stopped.
Now I sit in misery, looking around.
The same dusty floors,
the same clothes piled high.
Never a change,
never an exciting world to see.
Always the same house wife TV,
always the same smiling faces.
A face masked by that smile
while underneath they cry and suffer.
Good day world.
Fuck Off!
I'm planting this ass in this home and never going into the office.
I've stopped being everything.
I stopped when you stopped.
Now I sit in misery, looking around.
The same dusty floors,
the same clothes piled high.
Never a change,
never an exciting world to see.
Always the same house wife TV,
always the same smiling faces.
A face masked by that smile
while underneath they cry and suffer.
Good day world.
Fuck Off!