Verse
Clear mornings, alarms screeching at six
Eyes still glued to the bed, struggling to lift a hand
Subway packed with numb heads rushing
Quickly nibbling on breakfast, not daring to linger
Boss's messages air-dropped at any hour
Revision after revision, reasons never enough
Meager salary carrying rent and various obligations
Adult dignity pieced together by sheer force

Chorus
We're all like city-bound oxen and horses
Rising early and working late for a few bits of silver
Dreams trampled under the weight of reality
Hiding exhaustion, still pretending to be nonchalant
We're all toiling cattle in this world
Exhausted but not daring to easily collapse
Smoking away all grievances and complexities at night
Continuing smilingly on our journey at dawn

Verse 2
Rare weekends off still entail meeting clients
Friend circles flaunting fake escapades
Once brimming with passion for grander adventures
Now just hoping for a timely paycheck
Competitive comparisons among acquaintances
Silent nods, pretending not to hear the gossip
Bearing all bitterness alone, disguising the struggle

Bridge
Once we fantasized about recklessness and freedom
But necessities and daily life grind away sharp edges
If we didn't have to struggle for a living
Who would willingly degrade into laboring cattle?

Outro
May one day no longer serve as oxen and horses
No longer chase after the hurried pace of life
To release all hidden regrets
Enjoying simple meals, calmly and freely spending our days