Wake up and get ready to live another day drowning in my misery
I can't wait to see the boss that hates me, the feeling is mutual
And I wonder how free I really seem to be when all I can really do
Is just choose to spend my check on clothes, rent, or the privilege of food
Oh I'm so free to be who I want to be when I'm not struggling to make ends meet
Apparently it's voluntary to for the ends to justify the means
Apparently I've the choice to starve and die or go live a lie for people
Who see right through me I can't help but feel like a I'm pane of glass
My days been shit, how about you?
You're not sorry
Don't lie to me
You too
And I'm staring to consider the options preordained
To die or to be a slave
I cry when I see these options laid
Out for me and the world I can't save
Can you blame the miserable?
The unthinkable becomes rational
When faced with this
Suffering from Shit Life Syndrome
Shit world syndrome
Dumb f*ck syndrome
Corrupt syndrome
Careless syndrome
Greedy Syndrome
Amoral syndrome
Unethical syndrome
DON'T THINK Syndrome
I'm no deviant
I'm no deviant!
To think the the unthinkable
When faced with a miserable world