I just don’t think I’m feeling this one;
Actually jealous of his little finger, still in the sun.
Shut up and work, stop moving around;
I’m gonna’ string you up if you make one more sound.

Definitely not feelin’ it, haven’t for a while;
Just an empty shopping cart at the end of their aisle.
Do as you’re told, think like WE do;
I’m telling you son, listen up or you’re through.

Can’t spread my wings around this place;
Can’t stop seeing myself as some ******* disgrace.
Ha ha, you’re just not used to the dark;
Let your eyes adjust a lil’, they’ll catch a spark.

Yeah yeah, heard it all before, there’s no such thing as a cheap trick;
Go ahead, grab a plate, I’m serving up fresh **** on a stick.
When life hands you lemons, you know what to do;
But when lemons hand you life, gonna’ try something new?

Oh well, I’ll just sit here dreaming about those rays;
I might actually do something about it, one of these days.
Funny how the stars press firmly against the night;
Sprinkled in a sea of black, the bright lonely light.