I can never make things right
Fate is too set in the twilight
But I can
If you let me
I can hold you tight tonight.
Dreams tend to go away if we blink twice
So hold onto the feeling as if it was a choice
As if we could wrestle with the real world
Those long bumpy bus rides down to the factory
So I can feel the sweat on my back
I close my eyes, grit my teeth, put my work in
So I can feel so alive pressed up against you
The voices outside scream to think a moment about this
All that time spent on her
Think of all you'll miss
I'm making strange choices lost in a kiss
Wandering around town they are all just blank faces
They want answers
As to why i'm showing up late for work with a fistful of poetry
Those eyes those eyes I scream
Don't you see?
Society blind to love
Cash rules everything when push comes to shove
-Dev
(Working Class)
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