MUSIC FOR SALE

(Verse 1)
Yo, another Monday, alarm clock screamin' in my ear
Sun ain't even up, still dark, filled with fear
Another day, another grind, for the man upstairs
Nine to five, rinse and repeat, drowned in daily cares
Stuck in this rat race, just chasing the cheese
Trading precious moments for a microscopic fee
Boss on my back, deadlines tighter than a vice
Working for a dream that ain't even my device.

(Chorus)
They steal our time, they steal our soul, it's a cold hard fact
For the government's greed, there ain't no turning back
Politicians pocketing paper, while we're scraping by
Our lives just numbers, under a grey, indifferent sky
We're replaced tomorrow, just a cog in their machine
But what's more important? This broken, fading dream?

(Verse 2)
See the kids growin' up, from a blurry photograph
Missed another bedtime, another innocent laugh
Family dinners turn to silence, 'cause I'm too drained to speak
Just a zombie walking, six days out of the week
They talk 'bout progress, but whose progress is it for?
While the rich get richer, knocking on a golden door
Our sanity's slipping, our spirits wearin' thin
This ain't living, brother, it's a regulated sin.

(Chorus)
They steal our time, they steal our soul, it's a cold hard fact
For the government's greed, there ain't no turning back
Politicians pocketing paper, while we're scraping by
Our lives just numbers, under a grey, indifferent sky
We're replaced tomorrow, just a cog in their machine
But what's more important? This broken, fading dream?

(Bridge)
Is it the pension pot, that might just disappear?
Or the fleeting moments with the ones we hold so dear?
Is it the fancy title, that means nothing at the end?
Or watching our children's childhood, before it starts to bend?
They say we're essential, but treat us like we're dirt
Just another statistic, another body to hurt.

(Chorus)
They steal our time, they steal our soul, it's a cold hard fact
For the government's greed, there ain't no turning back
Politicians pocketing paper, while we're scraping by
Our lives just numbers, under a grey, indifferent sky
We're replaced tomorrow, just a cog in their machine
But what's more important? This broken, fading dream?

(Outro)
So wake up, people, before it's truly too late
Reclaim your moments, before they seal your fate
'Cause time is a currency, you can't get back, it's true
What's more important than life for me and you?
Think about it.





(Verse 1)
Yo, another Monday, alarm clock screamin' in my ear
Sun ain't even up, still dark, filled with fear
Another day, another grind, for the man upstairs
Nine to five, rinse and repeat, drowned in daily cares
Stuck in this rat race, just chasing the cheese
Trading precious moments for a microscopic fee
Boss on my back, deadlines tighter than a vice
Working for a dream that ain't even my device.

(Chorus)
They steal our time, they steal our soul, it's a cold hard fact
For the government's greed, there ain't no turning back
Politicians pocketing paper, while we're scraping by
Our lives just numbers, under a grey, indifferent sky
We're replaced tomorrow, just a cog in their machine
But what's more important? This broken, fading dream?

(Verse 2)
See the kids growin' up, from a blurry photograph
Missed another bedtime, another innocent laugh
Family dinners turn to silence, 'cause I'm too drained to speak
Just a zombie walking, six days out of the week
They talk 'bout progress, but whose progress is it for?
While the rich get richer, knocking on a golden door
Our sanity's slipping, our spirits wearin' thin
This ain't living, brother, it's a regulated sin.

(Chorus)
They steal our time, they steal our soul, it's a cold hard fact
For the government's greed, there ain't no turning back
Politicians pocketing paper, while we're scraping by
Our lives just numbers, under a grey, indifferent sky
We're replaced tomorrow, just a cog in their machine
But what's more important? This broken, fading dream?

(Bridge)
Is it the pension pot, that might just disappear?
Or the fleeting moments with the ones we hold so dear?
Is it the fancy title, that means nothing at the end?
Or watching our children's childhood, before it starts to bend?
They say we're essential, but treat us like we're dirt
Just another statistic, another body to hurt.

(Chorus)
They steal our time, they steal our soul, it's a cold hard fact
For the government's greed, there ain't no turning back
Politicians pocketing paper, while we're scraping by
Our lives just numbers, under a grey, indifferent sky
We're replaced tomorrow, just a cog in their machine
But what's more important? This broken, fading dream?

(Outro)
So wake up, people, before it's truly too late
Reclaim your moments, before they seal your fate
'Cause time is a currency, you can't get back, it's true
What's more important than life for me and you?
Think about it.