8 years ago
Your Job is Gone
Lyrics
Your job
Your job's gone
Your house
Your home
Your bed of nails
Your martyr's throne
Your job
Your job's gone
What will you do?
Now that your job is through?
What will you do?
Now that your job is you?
Your job
Your job's gone
Your house
Your home
Your bed of nails
Your martyr's throne
Your job
Your job's gone
What will you do?
Now that your job is through?
What will you do?
Now that your job is you?
Don't you want to know
What's on the other side
Of a worried mind?
Don't you want to try?
Don't die inside
Don't you die inside too
What will you do
Now that your job is through
What will you do
Now that your job is you
Your job is gone
Your job is gone
Your job is gone
Your job is gone
Writer(s): Jennifer O'Connor
Copyright(s): Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
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