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aasha francis - punch lyrics

money don’t grow on trees they bear fruit/ so i work for it grind for the green my eye lids heavy/ i don’t know dawn’s need/ pray there’s roots in god’s very/ drinkable words cause my job’s ready/ to make me p-wn/though my chest plays/ music i wrote last night til i yawned / and my desk caved/ covered with literature though my talent is miniature i finished a giant book of lyrics with no limits cha cha to the rhythm and the cadence of the melodies of sounds that linger in my head but mourn the brevity/ i’m marching straight into the bed because at 7 thee alarm will wake me from my slumber when my presence meets the punch clock employee id don’t stop tracking work hours/ time p-ssing and i’m spazzing lacking clerk power/ to keep tackling these tasks until the next shower/ can’t let my faith sour

punch the clock / get off/ get the bag/ get in the lab/ push pen to the pad after i punch the clock punch the clock

why do i hate when you leave me in place where i need to be humbled not freed so i grumble not seize the opportunities flee with my music i’m in tune with gotta move with your speed/lord i know i was sleep you said wake up i’m your maker you really work for me/ i’m watching over your speech you should be grateful indeed/ but i said i said i feel micromanaged want to be like the backsp-ce make the typo vanish i made a mistake that’s where satan might grow damage oh me of little faith need your grace cause i might go candid and say backhanded smack to my boss retort snap louder bad news matt lauer report back let today show my anchor be what my banker be teller of truth my balance is off receipts are the proof it’s true at war with my sins in love with my pen i’m at the studio after i get that check

punch the clock/ get off/ get the bag/ get in the lab / push pen to the pad/ after i punch the clock / punch the clock

- aasha francis lyrics

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