NINE TO FIVE
I go to bed at nine
To wake up at five
Everyday its a constant reminder that i have
Strive to stay alive.
YOU HAVE TILL FIVE
TO SAVE YOUR LIFE
Yelled my angry boss from her bee hive
As she stung me back to life.
Nine to five
You have dealt harshly with me
But i still remember
I must strive with you to stay alive.
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