Lyrics

[Verse]
Forty years in this ol' grind,
Every day, losing my mind,
Sean, you can go to hell, my friend,
This chapter's finally at its end.

[Verse 2]
Philip, you think you got it made,
Just 'cause your buddy's blazing the trail,
You ain't earned your seat, not a single stride,
Sick of watching you, just along for the ride.

[Chorus]
Fuck all this bullshit, I'm done,
Forty long years, I ain't having fun,
Pack my bags, hit the dusty road,
Tired of carrying this heavy load.

[Verse 3]
Spent my life in this factory's lane,
Watched dreams go down, circling the drain,
Colleagues turned into shadows of who they were,
Time to leave, let the past blur.

[Bridge]
I won’t miss these walls, closing in tight,
Gonna find my freedom, under the moonlight,
Wave goodbye to the years forlorn,
No more shuffling through the fields of corn.

[Chorus]
Fuck all this bullshit, I'm done,
Forty long years, I ain't having fun,
Pack my bags, hit the dusty road,
Tired of carrying this heavy load.