Once there was a promise
   A promise made to me
   That if I keep working hard
   My dream would come to be
   Built a future with my hands
   Was punctual, met demands
   Then suddenly tragedy
   If the system keeps fuckin' me
   I'm going back to the box city
   If patience is a virtue
   Then I am a saint
   Beaurocracy in motion
   Sir
   You're going to have to wait
   It takes a buck to make a buck
   And those with none I guess are fucked
   So we were never really free
   This winter is killing me
   I'm trapped out here in box city