HOW IS THIS GONNA END?

My friend's all work 9 to 5

Feels like it's 15 to life

Seems like a sign of the times

C'est la vie fucked up our minds

And I wonder

If we're prisoner

To some system

That keeps us occupied, so

Tell me how is this gonna end

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

Tell me how is this gonna end

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

Now I'm sorry

It might seem like I'm too loud

But I'm saving face

'Cause all my friends are scared they might never leave town

And they say, "stop crying

When I was your age, I was fine"

Yeah, back when houses cost a fucking dime

Now the politicians take the cash

From the corporate shits then cut their tax

In the end, it's all about the bottom line

Tell me how is this gonna end

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

Tell me how is this gonna end

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

And I wonder

If we're prisoner

To some system

That keeps their pockets lined, so

Tell me how is this gonna end

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

Tell me how is this gonna end

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

Swear, I have a breakdown

Every time I go online

Capitalism's late stage fucked design (Keep 'em occupied)

Now Marjorie is rambling

More rage bait news tonight

And no one cares that the Earth is still on fire

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something

I'm begging you to say

Begging you to say something