Scum Pop Millennial Wage
Count the hours and throw yourself away
These ankles burning from standing up all day
Count the people living out their lives (realities such a let down)
Your purpose here is to serve not to survive
When you realize your mind's been split in two
A sudden breath of fresh air they give to you
Not a secret an error of the -
Count the people living out their lives (realities such a let down)
Your purpose here is to serve not to survive
When you realize your mind's been split in two
A sudden breath of fresh air they give to you
Not a secret an error of the fool
You're stuck in a mirror of this God damn world
"Kids these days don't wanna work
They wanna sit around and get high"
