We're not living in reality we're acting like we'll never 
die but the knife's at our throats and it's just a matter 
of time EAT, SLEEP, WORK, DIE life's to short to watch it 
pass boxed up like a rat in a maze working 'til we die, 
no way out of these endless days EAT, SLEEP, WORK, DIE 
it's so easy to start feeling so trapped but these are 
prisons we have built ourselves realize that this is hell