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Following my dreams Got me a life I can't afford A wife I love but I can't give her The things that she deserves And I guess I could give up everything i live for Just to survive But then I'd kinda have to wonder why They'll ask you condescendingly Just why you are so mad And if you find a reason to be happy They'll give you ten to feel bad And when that gets you down They'll ask what the hell is wrong with you? These assholes own the world And they want to own us too It's no mistake There's so many problems We don't know where to start to fix them It's no mistake There's no good answers Only different shades of depressing It's no mistake That we've been lied to Our whole fucking lives It's no mistake And there's no need to wonder why They'll ask you condescendingly Just why you are so mad And if you find a reason to be happy They'll give you ten to feel bad They don't need to ask What the hell is wrong with you They're assholes but they're smart enough to know There's no winning hearts and minds It's easier to grind and grind and grind You down 'til you don't know what's wrong or right And you're too tired to stand up and fight And it doesn't matter What the hell is wrong with you These assholes own the world And you and me we know the truth Fuck 'em