Ive been working since I came of agenI was 12 years old when I turned that page.nNot saying a word, just keeping my head down,nIve been doing my bit, but I guess Ill never be crownednnLately things have seemed so plain to menAlways wasting time just working for my fee.nThese droning nobodies make you believe thatnTheres no need to be free.nnIm sick and tired of being bored,nOf sweeping dirty floors.nUnder-appreciations such a chore,nIs that what Im here for?!nnSuppose Im earning some, a weekly wagen(Im always underpaid!)nCould I be one of those who swears my lifenTo the binding shackles Ive made?nnIve got everything I need right here with me,nIm never leaving.nnThen I get that nagging feeling,nIts with me once again,nTrying to pull me out as I scream and shout,n(Its never-ending)nIts never leaving me.nnIve got everything I need right here with me,nIts never leaving.