New Career

I can count on myself I've got a job in the city now And nothing is my fault so watch me getting old 'Cause I don't get enough time so I'm burning my clock now Ain't nothing turns me on gotta career on my own Now you can count on your hands and one and two and three and four years Since you watched me going insane so marry me my friend I've got a new career I wanna persevere I've got a new career ahead I wanna persevere again Caught some gold in the sand a shiny stuff on my planet My fantasy went so short it caught me so insecure And I'm a living dead or might be a living alive a cold blooded thing trapped into an empty flight A hearted beating industry a cold case memory I've got a new career I wanna persevere I've got a new career I wanna persevere I wanna persevere I wanna persevere