Song | Rent |
Artist | Manners |
Album | Heads UP Compilation II |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
It isn’t hard to snap a neck with the weight of the world as leverage | |
Lowered into a shallow grave of paycheck after paycheck | |
Stuck between your wallet folds | |
is the cash you got for the childhood you sold | |
And now you’re wondering what happened | |
What happened is: | |
You sold your soul to buy the dream, | |
You were convinced “it would never happen to me,” | |
You bought a house with the money you saved, | |
You found the “perfect “ wife who felt the same, | |
You ate dinner every night at 8, | |
and every weekend was exactly the same. | |
Your perfect family became a machine | |
and now there’s no escaping. | |
This life we live, is it all a lie? | |
Keep wishing your empty life was something more than wasted time | |
Its all downhill from here, | |
a slow death making love to your office chair | |
When you come home late at night, the lights not on, | |
there’s no one there. | |
She left a long time ago with the money and the kids | |
and the life you shared, | |
now you’re left sleeping all alone | |
in a bed for two piss drunk and miserable. | |
Drowning in the cold sweats, you’re a nervous wreck | |
as you soak up the fumes and the toxins. | |
As you stare up at the ceiling fan | |
you wonder to yourself | |
“how the fuck did this happen” |
It isn' t hard to snap a neck with the weight of the world as leverage | |
Lowered into a shallow grave of paycheck after paycheck | |
Stuck between your wallet folds | |
is the cash you got for the childhood you sold | |
And now you' re wondering what happened | |
What happened is: | |
You sold your soul to buy the dream, | |
You were convinced " it would never happen to me," | |
You bought a house with the money you saved, | |
You found the " perfect " wife who felt the same, | |
You ate dinner every night at 8, | |
and every weekend was exactly the same. | |
Your perfect family became a machine | |
and now there' s no escaping. | |
This life we live, is it all a lie? | |
Keep wishing your empty life was something more than wasted time | |
Its all downhill from here, | |
a slow death making love to your office chair | |
When you come home late at night, the lights not on, | |
there' s no one there. | |
She left a long time ago with the money and the kids | |
and the life you shared, | |
now you' re left sleeping all alone | |
in a bed for two piss drunk and miserable. | |
Drowning in the cold sweats, you' re a nervous wreck | |
as you soak up the fumes and the toxins. | |
As you stare up at the ceiling fan | |
you wonder to yourself | |
" how the fuck did this happen" |
It isn' t hard to snap a neck with the weight of the world as leverage | |
Lowered into a shallow grave of paycheck after paycheck | |
Stuck between your wallet folds | |
is the cash you got for the childhood you sold | |
And now you' re wondering what happened | |
What happened is: | |
You sold your soul to buy the dream, | |
You were convinced " it would never happen to me," | |
You bought a house with the money you saved, | |
You found the " perfect " wife who felt the same, | |
You ate dinner every night at 8, | |
and every weekend was exactly the same. | |
Your perfect family became a machine | |
and now there' s no escaping. | |
This life we live, is it all a lie? | |
Keep wishing your empty life was something more than wasted time | |
Its all downhill from here, | |
a slow death making love to your office chair | |
When you come home late at night, the lights not on, | |
there' s no one there. | |
She left a long time ago with the money and the kids | |
and the life you shared, | |
now you' re left sleeping all alone | |
in a bed for two piss drunk and miserable. | |
Drowning in the cold sweats, you' re a nervous wreck | |
as you soak up the fumes and the toxins. | |
As you stare up at the ceiling fan | |
you wonder to yourself | |
" how the fuck did this happen" |