Lirik Lagu Simple Living - Gym Class Heroes
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[Verse One]I'm like nine minutes away from finishing my nine hour shiftand wishin I was gone nine hours agoCause nine hours wasted, tossin back of this chickenI coulda written nine verses just in time for the showSlacker mindstate livin on time that's borrowedMy motto's I'll stop procrastinatin tomorrowI took the sorrow from the windchimes, left happiness lonesomeAnd strung up sarcasm to make the melody wholesomeFrom my lungs to my feet, I'm breathin everything I speakAnd now they chargin for oxygen and the bill's due next weekI'll be a day late and a buck short, story of my lifeI wish my pay rate was much more, duckin swords in the rat raceI didn't apply for runnin towards something that's fakeAnd thinkin, why for? They shuttin doors right in my faceAnd sittin high horse is a car and a dope placeSomethin to die for, this is my war, so
[Chorus]Now I'm schemin on plots to make my pockets swellSimple livin is a bitch but damn, I do it wellSome are fortunate to make it and, some of 'em failSome locomotives push through and some of 'em get derailedSchemin on plots - HEY, HEYSimple livin is a bitch - HEY, HEYSome are fortunate to make it - HEY, HEYSome locomotors push through - HEY, HEY
[Verse Two]I lead a crocodile mile lifestyle, I run and slideBut when it's time to collide with the bump, I always bailCause I'm not ready for that dive or that silly nine to fiveSolidified career option, a hop skip and a leapaway from rock star, and not too far away from fillin pop's shoesThe idyllic hard workin type of calloused handsComplete with wife, kids, dog, house, and picket fence, that's nonsenseI'm convinced I'm built for better thingsAnd won't settle for the empty smile that cheddar bringsIt seems like I'm workin hard simply cause it's what they say I have to doYou graduate and then you either get a job, or you go to school12 years wasn't enough?That's more than half of my life spent tryin to make the world accept mePlus I've got the papers saying that I made it throughNow I'm working 2 jobs, 3 with music and you don't respect me?Fuck it I'll retire now, you'll work until you're 62, and
[Chorus]
[whistling until beat stops]
[Chorus]Now I'm schemin on plots to make my pockets swellSimple livin is a bitch but damn, I do it wellSome are fortunate to make it and, some of 'em failSome locomotives push through and some of 'em get derailedSchemin on plots - HEY, HEYSimple livin is a bitch - HEY, HEYSome are fortunate to make it - HEY, HEYSome locomotors push through - HEY, HEY
[Verse Two]I lead a crocodile mile lifestyle, I run and slideBut when it's time to collide with the bump, I always bailCause I'm not ready for that dive or that silly nine to fiveSolidified career option, a hop skip and a leapaway from rock star, and not too far away from fillin pop's shoesThe idyllic hard workin type of calloused handsComplete with wife, kids, dog, house, and picket fence, that's nonsenseI'm convinced I'm built for better thingsAnd won't settle for the empty smile that cheddar bringsIt seems like I'm workin hard simply cause it's what they say I have to doYou graduate and then you either get a job, or you go to school12 years wasn't enough?That's more than half of my life spent tryin to make the world accept mePlus I've got the papers saying that I made it throughNow I'm working 2 jobs, 3 with music and you don't respect me?Fuck it I'll retire now, you'll work until you're 62, and
[Chorus]
[whistling until beat stops]
