High School Was Like Boot Camp For A Desk Job Lyrics - Day Of The Death - Death By Stereo

My life 

This time 

I'm gonna choose to fight. 

My life 

This time 

I'm gonna choose to fight. 

Yeah! 

Routine 

Killing me! 

I'm chained to a desk 

Down on my knees. 

9 to 5 

ritual of death. 

Sucking life right out of me. 

Rolled up in a flag. 

Will somebody please burn me? 

This time 

I'm gonna choose to fight. 

My life 

This time 

I'm gonna choose to fight. 

There's got to be much more than this 

And if you see this raise your fist and fight! 

Killing myself slowly 

For this my life I give. 

I'll die for my country 

Fill my mouth up 

With your piss! 

All hopes and aspirations 

Keep on falling out of life. 

Happiness in America 

Equals dollar signs 

Tell me why? 

No! 

I never wanted any of this. 

I reject your lifelessness. 

I want to live 

I want to fly. 

I won't let my dreams just die. 

I'm gonna choose to fight. 

My life 

This time 

I'm gonna choose to fight. 

There's got to be much more than this 

And if you see this raise your fist and 

Fight!