Numbers are being called
I’m standing in line
Quietly burning out in front of you
Trying to get myself through
Everyone at work
Understaffed and hurt
Everyone at work
Understaffed and hurt
What do they get,
What do they get in return?
One, two keep counting to ten
But I’m just not alright
Seem to forget I’ve been here before
Pushed to the edge, then pushed some more