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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