Sick Of It All

Trapped in a rut and i can't get out
Don't see a way to be free
Working at it everyday nothing that i do
Or say can break my poverty
My desperate eyes will close tonight
And i hope i won't feel a thing
Cause i know tomorrow i'll continue
With my sorrow
And my desperate eyes will sting
I don't understand, is it some kind of plan
To keep us in our places
No matter how we try, no matter how we strive
We just can't seem to get ahead
Same old stuff all over again