A year of doubt

I wait behind the factory gates,
For you to finish off your shift,
Irate because your losing faith,
Fortune is said to favour the brave.

Are you bored or are you blind?
Beware the contents of your mind

I wait to find a different race,
If so then I will not compete,
My pain is worth no more than yours,
In time we'll give up on ourselves.

A simple life is not an option,
Try to define the word satisfaction

I wait behind the factory gates,
For you to finish off your shift.

Solitary confinement never sounded so good,
You said you were speechless,
God I wish you were.

Too late to gather in the sails,
Commit, or face a year of doubt,
Stand up to what we both despise,
In spite we find a friend.

It never pays to be complacent
Nature will always choose a replacement.

I wait behind the factory gates,
For you to finish off your shift,
Irate because your losing faith,
Fortune is said to favour the brave.

I wait behind the factory gates,
For you to finish off your shift.

Solitary confinement never sounded so good,
You said you were speechless,
God I wish you were.

I wait behind the factory gates,
For you to finish off your shift,
I wait behind the factory gates.