SOCIETY

Wait, might need a break to overtake This cycle of another song, a different day It feels so fake, copy and paste A formulaic version of the things I say We need a hit by Monday, Monday If you wanna be a star, star Gonna write a hit about Bacardi, parties, bars, cars If you wanna make money, money If you wanna be a star, star Starting to think that S-s-society sucks, I think I messed up I think I sold out when the sales went up Society sucks, I wanna refund When you get what you want, but it's never enough Society Hang on, I thought I was winning, winning I made a fool of myself Society sucks, I think I messed up I think I sold out on the day I signed up for society Ironically, I wanna be a piece of everything I hate on TMZ I need a space to rearrange this messy room I'm living in inside my brain Another hit by Monday, Monday If you wanna be a star, star Gonna write a hit about Bacardi, parties, bars, cars If you wanna make money, money If you wanna be a star, star Starting to think that S-s-society sucks, I think I messed up I think I sold out when the sales went up Society sucks, I wanna refund When you get what you want, but it's never enough Society Hang on, I thought I was winning, winning I made a fool of myself Society sucks, I think I messed up I think I sold out on the day I signed up for society My head or my heart, the cash or the art I stop to restart, I put up a guard The glaze in your stare, the pressure in the air You made me feel dumb, I wasn't aware My chords are too jazz My lyrics are too sad My thoughts are too dark Well shit, that's too bad The game knocked me out I guess I'll check out I guess I'll check out I guess I'll check out S-s-society sucks, I think I messed up I think I sold out when the sales went up Society sucks, I wanna refund When you get what you want, but it's never enough Society Hang on, I thought I was winning, winning I made a fool of myself Society sucks, I think I messed up I think I sold out on the day I signed up for society