16 cradles

Did not have a chance, fell into line
I'll rot down here for the meantime
Without a voice, I'll never change
I slide back down this slope again

The second I began to see
I had my eyes ripped out and fed to me
Without a choice, I'll never change
I slide back down this slope again

Until I leave I'd love to leave here
Until I leave I'd love to leave here
Until I leave I'd love to leave here
Until I leave alone

Following the wrong line
Marching forward in the wrong time
Punch the clock, then the the wall
Punch the clock, it's a longer form of suicide
And one hell of a ride Slave to the grind and no surprise
I might drop dead in the meantime
Without a say, I'll never change
I slide back down this slope again

Until I leave I'd love to leave here
Until I leave I'd love to leave here
Until I leave I'd love to leave here
Until I leave alone

Following the wrong line
Marching forward in the wrong time
Punch the clock, then the the wall
Punch the clock, it's a longer form of suicide

Take the time to breathe it in
For every day I'm born again
And maybe live a live of my own
Tear the face that pulls me down
The human race can march around
Voicing each and every tone

Take the time to breathe it in
For every day I'm born again
And maybe live a live of my own
Tear the face that pulls me down
The human race can march around
Voicing each and everyone's tone

Sweat like me, sweat like me
Sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat