The Clock On the Wall - Kids Like Us

My time is worth more than cents per minute.

This minimum wage.

I think I’ll never outlive it.

I count the ticks of my life go by on a clock.

Is this a dream or will it ever stop?

My time is worth more than cents per minute.

This minimum wage.

I think I’ll never outlive it.

Cut me dry.

From the pain inside.

A living nightmare.

How do I get outta here?

Trippin' over my feet.

I can’t believe.

My life is going away.

Someone is going to pay.