This track is a part of the album This Means War. It speaks of being torn between what we like in the world and where our hearts should be in our faith.

Torn

They handed me a ladder
Made of hours and bone
Said “Climb to the future”

I climbed alone
Each rung got thinner
Skin in the gears

They called it “character building”
I called it years
Time clock humming

Like a wasp in my ear
“Be grateful, boy”
“Your promotion’s near”

Near like heaven
Near like peace
Near like retirement
Six feet deep

Smile for the metrics
Bleed for the chart
They don’t need your muscle
They need your heart

Sign on the dotted
Swallow the lie
If you ain’t exhausted
You ain’t apart of the grind

Work till you’re dead
Then work some more
When your ribs hit tile
They mop the floor

Rest in peace?
That’s adorable.
Rest in pieces.
You’re replaceable.
Rest in pieces.
Clock out forever.
Rest in pieces.
They’ll find someone better.
Rest in pieces.
Thank you for your time.
Your access has been terminated.
Have a productive afterlife.

Drink dat Coffee like gasoline
Injected at dawn just to watch your knuckles bleed
A reflection clocked in
But I was gone I felt like I did sin

They put my dreams
On layaway

Run it back faster
Move that line
Your burnout’s not failure
It’s design

If you collapse
Don’t make a scene
The machine don’t stop
It just stays clean


Work till you’re dead
Then work some more
When your ribs hit tile
They mop the floor

Rest in peace?
Your dreams are a myth.
Rest in pieces.
Get ready for the next shift.
Rest in pieces.
Work you hated.
Rest in pieces.
Career cremated.
Rest in pieces.
Thank you for your time.
Your access has been terminated.
Have a productive afterlife.

Look we're a family here.

Punch in.
Fade out.
Lights off.
Cash out.
Punch in.
Fade out.
Lights off.
Cash out.

Punch in.
Fade out.
Lights off.
Cash out.
Punch in.
Fade out.
Lights off.
Cash out.


Work till you’re dead
Then work some more
When your ribs hit tile
They mop the floor

Rest in peace?
That’s adorable.
Rest in pieces.
Now your affordable.
Rest in pieces.
Used and done.
Rest in pieces.
There will be a Next. One
Rest in pieces.
Thank you for your time.
Your access has been terminated.
Have a productive afterlife

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