Freedom Found

fist full of cash tray full of ash dinner served with couch burns toilet time with one ticket left clean up time dishes make the mess tick tock is the clock watch tv do house work till bed where's the freedom is there anything out there past mental brutality's i hit reality i cant get away from this routine chronological simply unstoppable there has to be more to life than this simple minded strife a neighbor here a movie night out there but i see no freedom anywhere all i see is my brother Tim coming through the door he looks so sad i wonder what its for he said now Jim look outside the box you live your whole life on a rotting thought there is more you just don't see you could be starving like bill and me you could have no toilet and no tv to watch no bed to lay in or sheets pulled tot no cigarettes' your lungs could wither with disease butts filled with gonorrhea syphilis's unseen this simple routine between you and me its the best part of life you just have to see