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Fist bumping with the CFO.
Making plans for the IPO.
You’re strapped to the rocket ship.
Your assistant plans your family trips.
They look to you for their strategy,
And you don’t mind taking salary,
But this isn’t what you really do.
You’ll get out when your stock accrues.
And live your dreams.
You’ve lived a life,
With your hands in your pockets,
Staring at your shoes
In between commutes.
And the years you wasted,
Waiting on the weekends,
Saving for a day,
You let slip away.
Yeah, this was the backup plan.
And salary didn’t make the man.
45. Half alive.
Downing pharmaceuticals,
While drowning in your cubicle.
Wondering where the time went,
Wondering what you traded just to pay the rent.
You’ve lived a life,
With your hands in your pockets,
Staring at your shoes
In between commutes.
And the years you wasted,
Waiting on the weekends,
Saving for a day,
You let slip away.
You’ve lived a life,
With your hands in your pockets,
Staring at your shoes
In between commutes.
And the years you wasted,
Waiting on the weekends,
Everybody knows,
This is how their life goes.
Everybody knows,
This is how their life goes.
Everybody knows,
This is how their life goes.
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