No Money

[Chorus]
Are you bored of working 9 til 5 every day of your life
Getting bored of routines and losing your stride
Doing things you don't like ‘cause you're falling behind
You got no money, no honey, your shit job and nothing's funny
I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke
I feel my engines smoke and I'm starting to float
Can someone help me anchor the fact that I'm angered
I'm barely living, I start dreaming

[Verse 1]
I don't eat, I don't drink and I'm struggling to sleep
I overthink things I see, what's that I wanna be
I don't live like I'm free, do you feel at ease
'Cause I'm only a teen, yeah I feel 53
I feel old, bold, though I've been told
I feel rough, tough, I've had enough
I'm serious, delirious, dreariest and hideous
I can't understand the fact my life was like it's always obvious
Take it all or hate it all, I'm done with being bored

[Chorus]
Working 9 til 5 every day of your life
Getting bored of routines and losing your stride
Doing things you don't like ‘cause you're falling behind
You got no money, no honey, your shit job and nothing's funny
I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke
I feel my engines smoke and I'm starting to float
Can someone help me anchor the fact that I'm angered
I'm barely living, I start dreaming

[Verse 2]
My instincts start to blink and I'm out of sync
And I'm fed up with being pushed around and told what to think
By now I would have thought you would have understood
I'm lost in a world that doesn't give a shit
I feel bad, bland, I have no plans
I feel sick, tripped, why you taking the mick
I'm clinical and difficult and cynical, invisible
I wouldn't use my eyes, I hate the thought of looking at it
If you're hating what you're doing then you might as well just quit

[Chorus]
Working 9 til 5 every day of your life
Getting bored of routines and losing your stride
Doing things you don't like ‘cause you're falling behind
You got no money, no honey, your shit job and nothing's funny
I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke
I feel my engines smoke and I'm starting to float
Can someone help me anchor the fact that I'm angered
I'm barely living, I start dreaming

[Chorus]
Are you bored of working 9 til 5 every day of your life
Getting bored of routines and losing your stride
Doing things you don't like ‘cause you're falling behind
You got no money, no honey, your shit job and nothing's funny
I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke
I feel my engines smoke and I'm starting to float
Can someone help me anchor the fact that I'm angered
I'm barely living, I start dreaming
I start dreaming
I start dreaming
I start dreaming
I start dreaming