Another Day

Lowlife UK

Compositor: Não Disponível

You work your fingers to the bone
It's another 6 hours before you go home
You do all of this, but you've nothing to show
Well tell me something that I don't know.

'Cos nothing ever's going to change
It'll always be the same
And despite what they say
Tomorrow's just another day.

They feed you so full of lies
And you don't even question why
It's the same old shit every week
Well I wouldn't let let it get to me.