My Reflection

Money Marry Me

Why do I even try?
Tomorrow I could die
Tomorrow my mother could die
Nothing makes sense
My time of joy is going straight to hell
Who's the bastard that invented meritocracy?
I curse every single damn coin I earn
They've got me chained, enslaved

I try but tomorrow nothing will remain
What's the point if I'm not rich while I'm young?
Money's got me tied like I've lived five hundred years
I'll never get anywhere this way
Why do I try, if it all fades through my hands?

Soon I might go on vacation, if I can even afford it
I'm so tired, haunted by nightmares every night
Every fucking moment I twist inside my thoughts
Everyone will be old by the time I can give them something
What's the point of a trip if I can't enjoy a thing?
I try, but my five turns into fifty cents

I try but tomorrow nothing will remain
What's the point if I'm not rich while I'm young?
Money's got me tied like I've lived five hundred years
I'll never get anywhere this way
Why do I try, if it all fades through my hands?

And still I keep on trying
Every morning I wake up with some hope
But I don't enjoy this process at all
I don't work in what I love
I wake up, I sleep, it's all the same
Sometimes I don't know if I'm dreaming
Or living inside a nightmare
Pinch me, make me bleed
There's nothing left to fight for

I try but tomorrow nothing will remain
What's the point if I'm not rich while I'm young?
Money's got me tied like I've lived five hundred years
I'll never get anywhere this way
Why do I try, if it all fades through my hands?