DIRT
I’m covered in sweat
Rolling down my neck
All from a long hard day of work
I pushed and I pulled until my body done fell back to the dirt

I gamble with stress
A life of roulette
All on account that there’s no sign of change
I pray and I wonder when will my life be mine to live again

There’ll come a day I’ll be replaced
By machines, oh what atrocities
But you’ll say how priceless I was at my grave

Oh yea
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm

I’m riddled with rust
Cobwebs and dust
I got too many bills to pay yet I’m overworked
Let me tell y’all what’s worse
I say a dollar don’t get you very far these days and to my boss that's all I’m worth
No more than dirt

There’ll come a day I’ll be replaced
By machines, oh what atrocities
But you’ll say how priceless I was at my grave
Because to you I’m no more than dirt
I’m worth, no more than dirt
I’m worth, no more than dirt
I’m worth to you, no more than dirt

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