9-5 At The Morgue 歌词

within the pale white walls from 9-5 day after day i feel no more alive than the stiff that lies the table before me wake up too early to twist the key stumble on over to the mr. coffee pour myself a warm black existence within the pale white walls from 9-5 day after day i feel so cold inside like the stiff that lies the table before me wake up too early to twist the key stumble on over to the mr. coffee pour myself a warm black existence 9-5 at the morgue overtime for the corpse hypnotized by the hum of the freezer hypnotized by the look in your eyes hypnotized by the pallad cadaver hypnotized by the look in your eyes the truth is harsher than you think its the hair that fills the sink or the wrinkles around your eyes until your old and hypnotized 9-5, 9-5 die, draw flies the end is closer than you think so pour yourself another drink and don't let it get to you cause that's exactly what it will do stich his lips, shut his eyes 9 to 5 at the morgue