At Your Service

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The Manickin

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I put clothes on your back
I put food on your plate
A roof over your head
And provide your escape
And it's really great you reciprocate
But you do bare minimum wage
Rarely get a raise, rarely get a praise
For the capital I create, you just take
It and the credit
But I guess I can't complain
Cuz I got the freedom to choose my fiefdom
And I love my own king
But was it ever really a choice?
But there's only so many stores that a manikin can get employed
I'm at your service
Prepping the products for you to consume
I'm at your service
Because this job is all I have to lose
And I am your serf, yes
M'lord I am so satisfied
That's all I am at your surface
But what lies below this guise?
Yo manikins at your service
We Live beneath the surface
Go to work get a check go out at night and spend it with a fuckin purpose
You ain't heard us
And you probably never fuckin will
Cuz our ideals and idols die on hills of bloody 100 dollar bills
But I would still
Rather be out late poppin' pills
Oedi wit the cam snappin' stills
Night clubs with the feels
Run through dark alleys just for the mother fuckin thrills
So I Accept the ills
With the tills
I make every shift I have to fill
Which is better than me getting…
While we talkin bout our serf-ness
Don't forget your holy service
For our purpose, the one we all serve, yes
It's Macy! Saint Macy!
The monument of the machine
The end of all means
And almighty supreme
We welcome him into our hearts, minds and screens
And he grants this beautiful mall to us, where we can live free
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I'm at your service
Prepping the products for you to consume
I'm at your service
Because this job is all I have to lose
and I am your serf, yes
M'lord I am so satisfied
That's all I am at your surface
But what lies below this guise?
Spending nights working late rolling dice to change my fate
Feeling stressed, was it what I ate
I create a great escape from these little visions my own mental prisons
Got me making decisions
I can't take back no no no
Even so I still
Go on, get my glow on, No matter what tho I keep the
Show on if I'm low on gas I don't give up it'll pass
Sometimes life feels like ass, I forecast that
Tomorrow will be better by almost every measure
if I forget her
It'll take the pressure off me no guarantee
I won't feel empty but life tempts me with shit I can't be
When will I learn my god damn lesson
I yearn the answer to this dumbass question
As I'm over time again sleeping late again
Feeling tired again feeling sad again
In the cycle again
Will it end again
Will I heal again
Will I bleed again
Will I see again
Will I be me again?
Everything you need, St. Macy

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