Employee of the year.

slave to the grind i sat pushing buttons 'til the world just seemed to blur away. thought off my problems with to many sets of solvents my resolve began to sway.
hard work and naive commitment i bide my time.
the blind man at hide and seek just follows the leader again.

i don't know why i run around the wheel again an automatic state of being i won't be your employee of the year.

psycho sadistic torture eats me from within so i turn my back on matters of fact and compete with institution.
my spirit rails against it hard work slave labor takes its toll on my good time.

i don't know why i run around the wheel again an automatic state of being i won't be your employee of the year.
slave for a day rewarded material grants for execution i didn't need the things i couldn't get without your handle.

i don't know why i run around the wheel again i won't be your employee of the year.