Sand and Cells - Pulling Teeth

We’re not living in reality we’re acting like we’ll never die

But the knife’s at our throats and it’s just a matter of time

EAT, SLEEP, WORK, DIE

Life’s to short to watch it pass boxed up like a rat in a maze

Working 'til we die, no way out of these endless days

EAT, SLEEP, WORK, DIE

It’s so easy to start feeling so trapped

But these are prisons we have built ourselves

Realize that this is hell