Welcome to this new kind of machine That grinds you down to a piece of meat
Draining you of your fantasies Take me to hell, won't you come with me
Looking over to the floor Drinking bottles you can't ignore
They're coming for you, no regrets Eighty hours a week, you're gonna be set
They're breaking down my neck
Can't do no good
Life is really short
No telling what it holds
Breaking down my neck
Can't do no good
Life is really short
No telling what it holds
His name was Tim, he went insane
Shredding up things, yelling names
The place had turned into a scene
Yelling at me, how mean
I pointed him to the big man's office
Took off so fast I didn't even notice
My boss said, you doing alright
He said, nah man, let's start a fight
They're breaking down my neck
Can't do no good
Life is really short
No telling what it holds
Breaking down my neck
Can't do no good
Life is really short
No telling what it holds
You already know how short our life is
You can just feel it