Victims Of No Ambition

I work in a warehouse please let me out before I go crazy

Cuz being numb and bored to death is worse than it seems,

Clocking into dreams

I know this place like the back of my hand, I wanna get out any way I can

Cuz being dumb and scared to death is better than it seems 

Can you hear me scream, Turn it off?



I work in a warehouse man, take me with you I can be your friend

I got a heart like a catcher’s mitt, but to myself I must admit

I know this place like the back of my hand, I wanna get out any way I can

Cuz being dumb and scared to death is better than it seems 

Can you hear me scream, Turn it off?



Breaking locks and taking walks

Those boys won’t ever listen, victims of no ambition



We’re broke down and can’t quit

We’re broke down and unfit

Saw it coming from a million miles away

Oh please just let me come