Yeah, Britton Thomas
Separate Eyes
We've all got something we hate
And if the thing you hate in an 8-5 then you are not alone
My job is what I lament
It feels like costumed up cement
I am paid a couple a cents
Guess how much it goes to rent
Hundred f*cking ten percent
This was far from my intent
I'm stuck running circles, like I clock in at a track event
I'm getting really tired, and my patience getting thin, so thin
If there's any hope for me, then I had better win, please win
And it better happen quick
My brain is giving in
To the pain that's setting in
Can I please win a game I'm betting in
To reinvent my mind, I am terrified of mine
Want to see a gun and booze combine
To produce the new big headline
I should be the one to start a business and design/invent
But because I am not, I will never truly be content
To reinvent my mind, I am terrified of mine
Want to see a gun and booze combine
To produce the new big headline
I should be the one to start a business and design/invent
But because I am not, I will never truly be content
Yeah, it's ridiculous man, I should be out there making movies, telling stories
Y'know? Instead I wake up and have to go right to work
And get home and have to go right to bed. Ugh. Ah!
I work six days out of seven
No sick days it's simply dreaded
You cannot imagine it
Unless you truly live in it
If my passions aren't driving it
They are just depriving it
Of meaning someone needs to see me
And my demons are convening
This a nightmare, this ain't dreaming
How can I be without feeling and be at the same time freezing
Can someone please help me healing
Starting with me needing breathing
If my feet are truly fleeting
I don't think I have a decent leaving reason for me
Being belt hung from the ceiling
Can you please help me oh please
My best friend she left me and she left me with some ease
I am in a hurricane, that's tearing up the trees
And while other people can, I can't take the f*cking breaze
Please reinvent my mind, I am terrified of mine,
Want to see a gun and booze combine
To produce the new big headline
I should be the one to start a business and design/invent
But because I am not, I will never truly be content
To reinvent my mind, I am terrified of mine
Want to see a gun and booze combine
To produce the new big headline
I should be the one to start a business and design/invent
But because I am not, I will never truly be content
I feel like the world is on my shoulders
World is on my shoulders
Everybody staring like I'm crushed under a boulder
But if you think I'll turn over
You are far from sober
I am not content with underground like all you gophers
No I only have contempt
Yeah, uh, yeah, I only have contempt
Yeah
I am not content, no
They say the world, it f*cks you, but it won't have my consent
My friends they can go to college, or can sit up on they asses
But I can't give in to that, I'm living for accomplishments
My friends they asked me what I did last month
And I reply with f*cking nonsense
I did not not do squat and it just makes me so pissed off
Please reinvent my mind, I am terrified of mine
Want to see a gun and booze combine
To produce the new big headline
I should be the one to start a business and design/invent
But because I am not, I will never truly be content
To reinvent my mind, I am terrified of mine
Want to see a gun and booze combine
To produce the new big headline
I should be the one to start a business and design/invent
But because I am not, I will never truly be content