Whistles and Bells

I used to think that I could make a living doing something I want to do That was my thought process during my young years, through and through Now my dreams have all been crushed; why did I make the rush To get into something that I wanted to And the whistles and bells, from the corporate spells To convince everyone to join their cult Are written on the clock, and they post it on TikTok Just to get reactions and results My spirit has been killed; there's nothing left for me to say People more successful than me are standing in my way What happened to my dreams? They're dead, and now it seems That I'm permanently stuck in second place And the whistles and bells, from the corporate spells To convince everyone to join their cult Are written on the clock, and they post it on TikTok Just to get reactions and results There's nothing left to sustain me for the next 70 years The people have all drained me, and my hope has all been seared Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh One, two, three, four And the whistles and bells, from the corporate spells To convince everyone to join their cult Are written on the clock, and they post it on TikTok Just to get reactions and results