9 Dash 5 // Thomas Coffey

I've been holding my breath
For too many days
Working nine dash five
Hard I have slaved
When I get home at night
I just want to escape
Pick up my guitar and play

I've been biting my tongue
Gritting my teeth
Tension in my veins
Rising up from beneath
And I'm sick
And I'm tired
Wound tighter than my strings
Till I ring out a chord and sing

Steal the day
Take back what's mine
I'm gonna run run away
I'm gonna run
Run far away

I've been counting the days
Biding my time
Monkey say monkey do
Whether it's wrong or right
No more masks
No more games
No more thorn in my side
I'll be back on my feet again