[Verse 1 ] The world is so cruel and the world is so mean I feel existential dread about the cash I just wanna be an artist, nothing in between But I’m pressured to pay the bills or I’ll crash I haven't actually painted or written a song I’m not lazy, I just don't like the grind But being a genius is where I belong Even if it’s only inside of my mind I’m passionate about my passion to love Everyone’s an artist 'til the rent is due Just waiting for that luck card from above But we both know that none of this is true [Chorus] Oh, don't tell me 'bout the effort or the time I’m just waiting for my lucky break to shine Why should I have to climb a mountain to be fine? The world should just acknowledge I’m divine Yeah, leave the "work" to people without souls While the "normies" play their boring little roles I’ve got masterpieces rotting in my head I’ll stay creative in my unmade bed [Verse 2] I went to the store for a liter of milk The clerk was mid-dance on the floor She said, "My soul is as smooth as silk" Then she kicked me right out of the door The mailman is gone, he’s a charcoal sketcher My Amazon box is a dream If I need a doctor, there’s no one to fetch her She’s filming a "Get Ready With Me" I’m looking for paper to wipe my ass But the factory closed for a play I guess being "useful" is totally glass And the plumbing is rotting away [Chorus] Oh, don't tell me 'bout the effort or the time I’m just waiting for my lucky break to shine Why should I have to climb a mountain to be fine? The world should just acknowledge I’m divine Yeah, leave the "work" to people without souls While the "normies" play their boring little roles I’ve got masterpieces rotting in my head I’ll stay creative in my unmade bed [Outro] (Guitar feedback / Driving bassline) Manifesting... Manifesting... Is the WiFi down? I'm a genius... just you wait. (Final heavy chord)
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