Letras
Look how it works out
Well, I hope it works out
I hope it works
New
Guess the word out
Look how it turns out
When it all goes down
Everyone's a sellout
Everyone's a burnout
Cause everybody wants a nice house
With the flowers out front
But your hours got cut and your mouth taped shut
Oh no
Buy me, sell me, label me
Enable me, baby me
All these faces make me sick
The words chained to me
Constant torment
Plaguing me
Even if you tried your best
The world's got five years left
What's your 5 year plan now?
No good
No good
Push it
Gut sick
Push it
Gut numb
Cant get away
Just without the getaway
Proposition grave
I'm great without your company
For now I'm shit