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Paroles: Ric

I wake up at six every day of the week
Still with my headache I light a cigarette
I don't understand why I'm still working here
Another day of hard suffering
Doing dirty jobs at a low salary
You don't know the pain
And you don't know the time that I lost
Being a slave to your company
Watching you getting rich
I'm just a shop worker
Slave of my own society
I'm dreaming every night
I hide my emotions far away
It's like a slow down suicide
They always scream at me
They don't consider my need
Forgetting my situation
I feel that I'm being abused
You don't know my past
And you don't know my life
But your not better than me
Cause I was born down the ladder
It's not my fault