Kids Like Us - The Clock On The Wall lyrics

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