Work Song - Fallulah

You can play the lottery*

I can use my hands for praying

I’m not sure what I believe

But we’ve got a lot of paying to do

Working in this tired row

Only thing we’ve got in common

Buy me out so I can go

I believe I’m made for something

Every day’s a battle to get up

Every day I put on a smile

And every day it wears off

Every day I feel like telling the same people to shut up

Oh, it’s so tough to love

With no love

I feel so misunderstood

I guess that it’s my curse in life

Hope that I can do some good

With all the tears I’ve never cried

Could you hold my heavy heart

Could you make it better soon?

Promise not to let it drop

I don’t think I’ll get a new

Every day’s a battle to get up

Every day I put on a smile

And every day it wears off

Every day I feel like telling the same people to shut up

Oh, it’s so tough to love

With no love