The wripple of time in which two lives are led

And only one story is relevant

When the things that happened to you

Don’t add up to their story

When your life is looked at by

The Boss

And The Boss decides

They just want it all to go away

They don’t want to know what happened

No matter the attack or the demons involved

During the punch in punch out

Punches thrown by strangers inbetween

All your hidden demons must rest silent

No one told them that

Well,

They don’t care.

But They don’t care either

Just be better

Just fix it

Suddenly all of your performance is written up

Has panic attacks

That’s one warning

Has a physical disability

That’s two

And now I’ve signed away my right to fight back

Because I wasn’t allowed to leave until I did

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