Fake Happy Endings
If I were to get a job and wake early
Every morning, for my nine to five
Would I be happy or not?
And, if I were to follow path and have four kids
And two more jobs to support 'em
Would I be happy or not?
What if I waste my thin amount of time
To chase an always further end
Do you think I'd be happy or not?
I could always do nothing of importance
Dully living
Forever lost in thoughts
The options offered
Have no future
Imposition from every direction
It feels like every choice leads to a bad ending anyway
The lesser evil still feels gross to choose
If I refuse to be a party
Of the wage slave uniformity
Would it be nutty or not?
And if I were to have no money
And starve for purity of artistry
Would it be nutty or not?
I guess I could join the army
Go out of the country, bomb some kids
Do you think I'd be happy or not?
I could always start a business
Exploit my peers for profits
Get rich and rot
The options offered
Have no future
Imposition from every direction
It feels like every choice leads to a bad ending anyway
The lesser evil still feels gross to choose
We see very well
We're being gaslighted
By all of those
Fake happy endings
The options offered
Have no future
Imposition from every direction
It feels like every choice leads to a bad ending anyway
The lesser evil still feels gross to choose
Every morning, for my nine to five
Would I be happy or not?
And, if I were to follow path and have four kids
And two more jobs to support 'em
Would I be happy or not?
What if I waste my thin amount of time
To chase an always further end
Do you think I'd be happy or not?
I could always do nothing of importance
Dully living
Forever lost in thoughts
The options offered
Have no future
Imposition from every direction
It feels like every choice leads to a bad ending anyway
The lesser evil still feels gross to choose
If I refuse to be a party
Of the wage slave uniformity
Would it be nutty or not?
And if I were to have no money
And starve for purity of artistry
Would it be nutty or not?
I guess I could join the army
Go out of the country, bomb some kids
Do you think I'd be happy or not?
I could always start a business
Exploit my peers for profits
Get rich and rot
The options offered
Have no future
Imposition from every direction
It feels like every choice leads to a bad ending anyway
The lesser evil still feels gross to choose
We see very well
We're being gaslighted
By all of those
Fake happy endings
The options offered
Have no future
Imposition from every direction
It feels like every choice leads to a bad ending anyway
The lesser evil still feels gross to choose
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Writer(s): Patrick Gauthier
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