My Days Been Shit (But Don't Say Sorry)

Wake up and get ready to live another day drowning in my misery I can't wait to see the boss that hates me, the feeling is mutual And I wonder how free I really seem to be when all I can really do Is just choose to spend my check on clothes, rent, or the privilege of food Oh I'm so free to be who I want to be when I'm not struggling to make ends meet Apparently it's voluntary to for the ends to justify the means Apparently I've the choice to starve and die or go live a lie for people Who see right through me I can't help but feel like a I'm pane of glass My days been shit, how about you? You're not sorry Don't lie to me You too And I'm staring to consider the options preordained To die or to be a slave I cry when I see these options laid Out for me and the world I can't save Can you blame the miserable? The unthinkable becomes rational When faced with this Suffering from Shit Life Syndrome Shit world syndrome Dumb f*ck syndrome Corrupt syndrome Careless syndrome Greedy Syndrome Amoral syndrome Unethical syndrome DON'T THINK Syndrome I'm no deviant I'm no deviant! To think the the unthinkable When faced with a miserable world