Friday, March 26, 2010

FUCK THE CORNER OFFICE

Too pissed off and I don't know why
Too stressed out I could almost die
Parents expecting too much of me
I'm not a fucking trophy just leave me be

I'll never wear a shirt and tie
The Bush administration I will not buy
So fuck your van and your soccer team
I'll never make it alone in the county

I'm sorry mom, I'm sorry dad
For whatever future you thought I had
College, Eagle Scout, what the fuck?
Stress cracks are forming, and not from my trucks

One more thing and I'll lose my mind
Eighteen is coming up and I can't stop time
Not too long before I'm told to move on
Eighteen is coming up and I'm barely holding on.

Will not live life in a cube
Will not wear the corporate noose
Will not achieve your dreams.

Your dreams are just as fucked as mine

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