Ring, ring, ring here comes the morning
Waking up everyday to an alarm.
Quantized walking one foot then the other,
Your world is boring now it's time to look around.
Some were lost, some were found
Inspirations hit the ground.
End is near, life carer nine to five corpse working
No way out of this drought?
Who would've thought it?
Who ever thought life could be this way?
Life is hard, but it's always getting better
So don't cry for today, baby, no worries.
So right now let's turn on the radio,
And listen to the sound
Of fake, processed, and fully unoriginal
Music is choking now it's time to look around.
Pleading protest I grab my heart and scream out loud