Speedrun Facelift
Drudge
The slave struggles his whole lifeNose to the grindstoneHead down bentHe never sees the sky or sunshineAnd endlessly worksTo another's endWakes every day to the same tormentExact replica of the day beforeWishes it would endHe never realises he can change the worldIf he'd just open his eyesAnd wasn't afraid to die
From Letras Mania