I just don’t have time for this shit anymore (remix cover)

emo-punk trap crossover, phonk, industrial hip-hop

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[Intro...Live Performance]
"CAN YOU FEEL IT............FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[Verse 1]
Alarm clock screaming, same beige ceiling
Coffee ring stain on the bedroom floor
Tie around my neck like a chain I’m feeling
Engine idle humming right outside the door
Voicemail buzzing through a cracked phone speaker
Telling me to grind just a little bit more
I’m staring at the mirror and the eyes look weaker
Can’t remember what I’m even gunning for

[Pre-Chorus]
Day after day, it’s the same old war
Sign here, sign there, just to keep me poor
Every little dream that they stole before
I don’t wanna chase it anymore

[Chorus]
I just don’t have time for this shit anymore
Every promise that you pitched just rots on the floor
All the weight that I’ve been dragging, I’m cutting the cord
I just don’t have time, I just don’t have time
For this shit anymore

[Verse 2]
Kids in the backseat asking why I’m angry
Cartoons looping on a cracked iPad
Wife at the table scrolling through the bad news
Telling me to breathe deep, don’t go mad
Bills stack high like a thunderhead rumble
Talking heads scream on a primetime feed
Preacher on the screen selling holy hustle
While they drink our hope and watch us bleed

[Pre-Chorus]
Day after day, it’s the same old war
Fake crowns, cheap gold, I’ve seen that before
Every little script that they still adore
I won’t read it when I hit that door

[Bridge]
I’m sick of the headlines, sick of the spin
Sick of the boardrooms we don’t ever win
Sick of pretending that I still fit in
When the whole damn world’s caving in

I’m sick of the small talk, sick of the screens
Sick of the static in the glow in-between
Me and the fire that I used to dream
I’m ripping through the seams

[Breakdown]
(Yeah) Clock keeps ticking but I won’t be owned
(Yeah) Steel-toed boots on a dirt-road throne
(Yeah) Step from the timecard, claim my zone
I’m done playing ghost in a flesh and bone

(Hey) Hands up if you’re feeling this war
(Hey) Bass hit when it shakes that floor
(Hey) One spark turns to a roar
I just don’t have time for this shit anymore

[Outro]
I just don’t have time (I just don’t have time)
For this shit anymore (for this shit anymore)
I just don’t have time (I just don’t have time)
For this shit anymore......"IT'S STILL A FUCK YOU..............!"

2755/7500

[Intro...Live Performance] "CAN YOU FEEL IT............FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!" [Verse 1] Alarm clock screaming, same beige ceiling Coffee ring stain on the bedroom floor Tie around my neck like a chain I’m feeling Engine idle humming right outside the door Voicemail buzzing through a cracked phone speaker Telling me to grind just a little bit more I’m staring at the mirror and the eyes look weaker Can’t remember what I’m even gunning for [Pre-Chorus] Day after day, it’s the same old war Sign here, sign there, just to keep me poor Every little dream that they stole before I don’t wanna chase it anymore [Chorus] I just don’t have time for this shit anymore Every promise that you pitched just rots on the floor All the weight that I’ve been dragging, I’m cutting the cord I just don’t have time, I just don’t have time For this shit anymore [Verse 2] Kids in the backseat asking why I’m angry Cartoons looping on a cracked iPad Wife at the table scrolling through the bad news Telling me to breathe deep, don’t go mad Bills stack high like a thunderhead rumble Talking heads scream on a primetime feed Preacher on the screen selling holy hustle While they drink our hope and watch us bleed [Pre-Chorus] Day after day, it’s the same old war Fake crowns, cheap gold, I’ve seen that before Every little script that they still adore I won’t read it when I hit that door [Chorus] I just don’t have time for this shit anymore Every promise that you pitched just rots on the floor All the weight that I’ve been dragging, I’m cutting the cord I just don’t have time, I just don’t have time For this shit anymore [Bridge] I’m sick of the headlines, sick of the spin Sick of the boardrooms we don’t ever win Sick of pretending that I still fit in When the whole damn world’s caving in I’m sick of the small talk, sick of the screens Sick of the static in the glow in-between Me and the fire that I used to dream I’m ripping through the seams [Breakdown] (Yeah) Clock keeps ticking but I won’t be owned (Yeah) Steel-toed boots on a dirt-road throne (Yeah) Step from the timecard, claim my zone I’m done playing ghost in a flesh and bone (Hey) Hands up if you’re feeling this war (Hey) Bass hit when it shakes that floor (Hey) One spark turns to a roar I just don’t have time for this shit anymore [Chorus] I just don’t have time for this shit anymore Every promise that you pitched just rots on the floor All the weight that I’ve been dragging, I’m cutting the cord I just don’t have time, I just don’t have time For this shit anymore [Outro] I just don’t have time (I just don’t have time) For this shit anymore (for this shit anymore) I just don’t have time (I just don’t have time) For this shit anymore......"IT'S STILL A FUCK YOU..............!"

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