I already feel like I've worked so hard
To accomplish nothing
And to think,
I've got a whole lifetime of work ahead of me
Working 40 hours a week
What a time to be alive
What can you expect from all this mess?
And in the end, what's it really owe to us?
But here on the summit, you can see for miles
You'll see the person you've been at all of the right times
And just when you thought you knew everything,
Here comes the end of everything
Something deep within me demands my attention
A man, like me,
With a perpetual dream of being somewhere else
And in the end, it might all be bad,
But he made a pretty good case to me
That if you're tired of your circumstances,
Maybe it's time to make a change
So when he turned to me and said
"F*ck the old world!"
It was kind of hard not to agree