She stands - a target behind the counter and she burns a little more with every encounter.

Spit on - again and again till her eyes are bloodshot and now they've slowly sunken in.

"There's gotta be more to life than this," she whispers under her breath as she pulls another double shift.

She's 21, a single mother of two, and this f___ing dead end job barely bring the food!

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It's slowly killing me - I've gotta go, cause I feel my blood pumping like the stereo.

I've kept it bottled up inside, but now I'm gonna blow... what are you gonna do when it comes down to you?

It's slowly killing me - I've gotta go, I can't wait for the night to get back to road.

Another time, another f___ing show... so what are you gonna do when it comes down to you?

10 years of f___in' fast food, I've been shot at twice and always talked down to.

Unappreciated, misunderstood, overworked, underpaid, dodging bullets in the hood.

One thing I've learned is that this life's not for me, I can never be a functional member of society.

The only thing that's been keeping me sane is playing these songs cause it eases the pain.

[chorus]

-trumpets-

[chorus]

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