Once there was a promise

A promise made to me

That if I keep working hard

My dream would come to be

Built a future with my hands

Was punctual, met demands

Then suddenly tragedy

If the system keeps fuckin' me

I'm going back to the box city

If patience is a virtue

Then I am a saint

Beaurocracy in motion

Sir

You're going to have to wait

It takes a buck to make a buck

And those with none I guess are fucked

So we were never really free

This winter is killing me

I'm trapped out here in box city