Pink Slip

[Verse 1]
And I won't pick up the phone
‘Cause they won't leave me alone
They said that I'm working late
I'm already working 'til 8
They said “could you stay' til 9?”
I said “but that's overtime!”
I'm fucking losing my mind

[Chorus]
Hate my job, I wanna quit
They all treat me like I'm shit
Pray to god for a pink slip

[Verse 2]
Never going again
I think I'd rather be dead
Could you just take this fucking rock and bash me right in the head?
I'm feeling ten out of ten
With this hole in my head
Now I'm stoned and in bed
Don't ever call me again

[Chorus]
Hate my job, I wanna quit
They all treat me like I'm shit
Pray to god for a pink slip
I won't ever work again