Order

Paper trails
As they mark the marble floor
Feel compelled
To walk right out that door
Order creeps
Through ranks disparaged, damaged belief
And yet
Something keeps me tied

Head screwed tight
Focus on the task at hand
Don't agonise
About what happens at the end
Don't look around
Nothing there by you to be found, so just keep
Quiet, don't make a sound

Why am I here, stoking the flames
Slaving away with nothing to gain
And I ask myself once again
Why we're diving for the deep end

Emptied eyes
Their grips are frozen to the core
No fight or flight
There is nothing to report
Their strangled lives
Leaves them seething, barely breathing as time
Ticks slowly by

Why am I here, stoking the flames
Slaving away with nothing to gain
And I ask myself once again
Why we're diving for the deep end

Why am I here, stoking the flames
Slaving away with nothing to gain
And I ask myself once again
Why we're diving for the deep end

Running around
In circles that will never end
Tryna get out
And make it to the next month's rent
Why am I here, stoking the flames
Slaving away with nothing to gain
And I ask myself once again
Why we're diving for the deep end

Why am I here, stoking the flames
Slaving away with nothing to gain
And I ask myself once again
Why we're diving for the deep end

Why am I here, stoking the flames
Slaving away with nothing to gain
And I ask myself once again
Why we're diving for the deep end

Why we're diving for the deep end

Why we're diving for the deep end