"Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock
These days my life, I feel it has no purpose
But late at night the feelings swim to the surface"
2 years of growing, believing and ultimately,
Darkness
2 years of rising from your average Joe to a Lead
But at what enormous cost?
Now the tides have turned
The darkness that has consumed every bit of my personality
Due to the lack of free time or anything because of this hell hole
Is about to get pushed back
One more step remains to a new and different tomorrow
For a brighter future, for a better place
One more step
And I could punch the clock but not lose my soul in between
In this improved tomorrow
"And there's no end in sight
I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights"
