Verse 1:
You got two choices
No matter the odds
You got a 50/50 chance of pissing somebody off
Do you fight
Take a flight
Do you throw it all aside?
Or do you find another reason to impress them all
WHY?!
I think my thoughts are all corroded
And last time I could be myself
Was before I was a grown up
Stereotypes of a man who has privilege
Gotta follow the path, like its a pilgrimage
Pre-Chorus:
My problems
Compare them to a Porsche
Cuz why would you complain
When that's your horse
Your privilege
Is all about your class
Next time I do complain
Please kick my -
Chorus:
Two choices!
Verse 2:
I'm not complaining
I'm just really f*cking bored
I guess the food I put on my plate
Makes me feel like I'm a fraud
What is it now?
How did I make myself the martyr?
Did somebody just find out that I dont use a real barber?
Oh no okay,
One more day in my life,
Where things don't seem to go my way
I keep crying, do you feel for me now?
Or should I write another song about how life has brought me down.
Pre-Chorus:
My problems
Compare them to a Porsche
Cuz why would you complain
When that's your horse
Your privilege
Is all about your class
Next time I do complain
Please kick my -
Chorus:
Two choices!