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Too blind to see what this takes from me Push forward even though I'm dying A cruel fate is what I will soon face Reason with myself but I know I'm lying I awake just to fall in line Until I can no longer fathom, repeat shortly after But knowing the outcome I march time and time again Til it breaks me Can't let it break me Wake, work, break, suffer Wake, work, break Wake, work, break, suffer Wake, work, break Deny the fear of the unknown And accept what lies in the darkness I ain't content with being the workhorse forever Tooth and nail I fight myself On whether it's worth it or fucking futile Pushed to the edge by the end of the day Gaze at the mirror, stare myself in the face Workhorse, when will you work for yourself? From Letras Mania