Verse 1
Woke up before the sunrise, punched another fucking clock.
Smiled through every “How you doin’?” while my soul was tied in knots.
Paid every goddamn bill before they ever came due,
Never stole a fucking penny, did what decent people do.
Signed every dotted line, crossed every goddamn T.
They said, “Work hard, keep your head down, and someday you’ll be free.”
Well I bought that lie wholesale, every shiny fucking word,
Now the silence in my bank account is all that’s fucking heard.
Pre-Chorus
I played the game exactly how they told me I should play.
So tell me why the finish line keeps moving every day.
Chorus
What the fuck was all this for?
Every busted back and slammed shut door.
I paid my rent, I paid my dues,
Still somehow I’m the one that fucking loses.
Followed every goddamn rule they made,
Still wound up buried underneath the weight.
If this is what “doing right” is worth,
Then what the fuck’s the point of any of this earth?
Verse 2
Never missed a payment, never asked for any breaks.
Bit my tongue through every insult just to keep the goddamn peace.
Watched the liars get promotions, watched the cheaters buy their dreams.
Guess integrity don’t mean a fucking thing beyond the speeches.
Every sacrifice I made got swallowed by another fee.
Another bill, another notice, another “Sorry, that’s not me.”
Meanwhile every promise sounds like one more polished fucking scam,
And I’m supposed to clap and smile like this was always part of the plan?
Bridge
I’m not asking for a kingdom.
I’m not asking for the stars.
Just wanted all this effort
To amount to something more than scars.
I’m sick of being told
That patience always pays.
I’ve been patient for so goddamn long,
I’m watching years decay.
Final Chorus
So what the fuck was all this for?
Tell me who keeps settling the score.
I did everything they said was right,
Still ended up just trying to survive another night.
Here’s the truth I finally found:
The system doesn’t give a fuck who’s drowning if you’re quiet.
You can break your back until you bleed,
Still they’ll tell you to work harder while they profit from your need.
Outro
So don’t tell me it’ll all work out.
Don’t hand me another empty prayer.
I’m standing in the wreckage of the life I fucking earned,
Wondering how doing everything right
Still somehow got me here.
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