Upstairs:The Worke
I'm here at work
why not at home
They keep me here
to keep me alone
Its cold up here
the workers
are
cruel as well
Its just a short step
from what they call hell
Why do they do it
To see me cry?
They done it so long
They don't even no why.
why not at home
They keep me here
to keep me alone
Its cold up here
the workers
are
cruel as well
Its just a short step
from what they call hell
Why do they do it
To see me cry?
They done it so long
They don't even no why.
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