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lirik lagu the american dream – otitis

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[verse]

my body’s jolted awake from a d*mn alarm sound
reachin’ to the left for my phone, dismiss it and calm down
time reads 5:30 a.m., i’m tired, i’m hurtin’ again
i’m certain i’m spent

my boss trash, might flash all on the guy
wish i could lash out, but stay rational in mind
fienin’, tryna scheme, for the cash all on the side
but securin’ one bag, got me bags under my eyes

spit toothpaste in the sink, work boots on my feet
i lock the door and think how this world is still asleep
it’s pitch black out, not a ray of light in the sky shows
i drove to work so much, i could arrive with my eyes closed

coworkers bad, they lame with the latency
while i run and bust my ass, they paid all the same as me
it’s plain to see i ain’t happy, normality’s what i trip over
ain’t even there and can’t wait ’till my f*ckin’ shift’s over

[hook]

know what i mean, know what i mean, know what i mean
things ain’t always what it seem
know what i mean, know what i mean, know what i mean
guess i’m livin’ the american dream
so how you doin’? (fine) how you doin’? (okay)
got me lyin’ through my t**th, that’s the american way, aye
know what i mean, know what i mean, know what i mean
i’m livin’ the american dream

[verse 2]

i work to
pay for the gas, that can fuel the car
so i get to the job, that makes loot i could charge
plus i pay for the crib, that ain’t easy to rent
just so i could get to sleep at night and see it again

i got to work before the sun rose, left when the sh*t had set
on lunch only time it done showed, rest for a bit, then jet
my desk lookin’ a mess, my chest feelin’ the stress
depressed, i’m livin’ less, a test stayin’ abreast, cuz this

quarter*end cut my life 25 percent
too tired at the end of night, so time i apply depends
my shift lookin’ like a b*tch, my grind don’t align with friends
my fists steady lookin’ clenched, my eyes ain’t the kind that drench, yet

ot workin’ ot just so what’s in the bank cool
got no praise to show me, no “good job” or a “thank you”
n0body gon’ control me, homie, f*ck what your rank do
y’all are blessed to know me, i thank goodness i ain’t you, huh
[hook]

[verse 3]

seem like this place is the way i’ll be gettin’ paid, sh*t
craigslist ain’t give me ways i could escape this
payments the only reason i would stay with
wanna make arrangements of dashin’ out on that dame sh*t

lookin’ at this screen so long, forgot check the mirror
might’ve lost myself in what i feared, now i’m here
man, i couldn’t be more wrong to choose this as career
it’ll cost my health, if i don’t clear it to appear, yo

people live off reactions to some reactions
they takin’ some funny pictures and writin’ some other captions
i’m sittin’ here unrelaxed, cuz these bills don’t pay themselves
you wonder why i dread monday, them 5 days gon’ be h*ll

i fell right in the trap, knowin’ wealth ain’t sh*t
the letters of j*o*b could never spell my grin
means to an end, experience under belt, i split, huh
f*ck workin’ for someone else, i quit, b*tch

[hook]
[outro]

you happy at the crack of dawnin’, i’m sure that i can’t relate
i’m trapped in this place and yawnin’, i’m bored cuz i can’t create, huh
tryna find my purpose on the surface of this earth, this
planet’s standards sh*t, and i don’t deserve this

need some pto to heal, for my brain’s sake
these people in this traffic probably feelin’ the same way

i need some pto to heal, for my brain’s sake
these people in this traffic probably feelin’ the same way

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