CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Toby
When I was 6 my parents said I could be anything
Now it?s either a homemaker with a $10k diamond ring
Or student loans for life all for an unwanted degree
It?s not that I think they they want the worst for me
It?s just that we have different ideas of "happy"
I was just a kid last year and now I?m planning my life out by 18
Too scared to fail so I?ll do the sure thing
I won?t be satisfied, but a job?s a job
I won?t have to worry my head at night
Because I really need my sleep
I work 50 hours this week
But security is worth it, right?
I turn twenty six next week
What the f**k?! Where did the time go
Never made it to LA or Chicago
I got my second kid on the way though
So you know what that means??
More vacation days wasted in Florida
My parents must be so proud
That I can waste $40 on popcorn and soda
I?m not satisfied, wasted the best years of my life
And now I?m getting old
All that for a dollar raise, and seventy hours next week
My body aches head-to-toe
Both parents are dead as of last week
None of my kids speak to me, I guess this is fifty?
But is it f**ked up I feel relief?
I can finally live for me, what?s my life gonna be?
I start a creative writing cla** next week
Maybe I?ll finish that novel I started at twenty?
God, I hope they like me
Now it?s either a homemaker with a $10k diamond ring
Or student loans for life all for an unwanted degree
It?s not that I think they they want the worst for me
It?s just that we have different ideas of "happy"
I was just a kid last year and now I?m planning my life out by 18
Too scared to fail so I?ll do the sure thing
I won?t be satisfied, but a job?s a job
I won?t have to worry my head at night
Because I really need my sleep
I work 50 hours this week
But security is worth it, right?
I turn twenty six next week
What the f**k?! Where did the time go
Never made it to LA or Chicago
I got my second kid on the way though
So you know what that means??
More vacation days wasted in Florida
My parents must be so proud
That I can waste $40 on popcorn and soda
I?m not satisfied, wasted the best years of my life
And now I?m getting old
All that for a dollar raise, and seventy hours next week
My body aches head-to-toe
Both parents are dead as of last week
None of my kids speak to me, I guess this is fifty?
But is it f**ked up I feel relief?
I can finally live for me, what?s my life gonna be?
I start a creative writing cla** next week
Maybe I?ll finish that novel I started at twenty?
God, I hope they like me
