Use your PTO

In fact, just stop showing up

I’ve already been outta here

The checks haven’t meant much

So my body is for sale

Which would you rather see?

Coochie or titty?

I’m selling both for free

No, I’m taking a mental rest

And I’m using my PTO

This mind is worth a single day

Eight hours worth of pay

This is me taking myself seriously

Sleep on the weekends, they say

But I like to freak on the weekends

This is my precious time

I count down while I unwind

I blink too fast I might die

My peace is shy

Ain’t been around since ’05

I’m using my PTO

No, I’m saving for retirement

Let’s just say I quit before the requirement

To use that time I got hired with

Would it be a scam or a lie if I’m exhausting it?

I’m thinking out loud to myself

Listening to me as if I were someone else

Use your PTO

Use your PTO

Stop worrying about being sick

Make your request and just go

It’s not sleep that you need

Because you can sleep all day on the weekends

Sleep is for the weekends

Close your eyes and let it be-gin

Daydreaming is for the weakest

Pack your bags and f*cking leave it

All behind

There’s nothing left

Clock your time

In and out

I’m not coming back

No more, don’t call me

I’m using my PTO

That is to say

My Personal Time Off

For which there is no limit

Or any calculation in the world

That can ever grasp the true value

Of the most fleeting, non tangible

Arbitrary and nonsensical

Concept of what is personal

To Time

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I live so far in the clouds but sometimes I wish I could come down.
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