Trapped in the 9 to 5

[Verse] Clock hits 9 I'm on my grind Stuck in the office Trying to unwind Filling out forms Post this and that Lost in a sea of paperwork It's a lucky trap Another day Same old grind Job application forms I'm losing my mind Reference numbers They're all the same Feeling like a number Just a cog in the game [Verse 2] Valuable experience They always say But what about the dreams that got away? Vocational qualifications They demand But what about the talents I hold in my hand?