File Under Hostility Lyrics

every time i punch that clock i feel another layer of skin fall from those fingertips the prints are almost gone just another step in losing my individuality day by day it keeps getting worse and i just start looking more and more like the next man and the next man, and the next man, and the next man..,etc pretty soon we're all going to look the same except for those we work for because it's a higher maintenance for the upper class and it's not a case of 'us' vs. 'them' anymore it's 'us' vs. 'ourselves' and we can't really point the finger, because this is the way the way it is. and i'd like to say that someday i'll rise above it but it's just not that fucking way and the reality is so much more of a tragedy.