Letra de Thank You American Express

working for money that i've already spent no fucking hope of getting out of this a fucking paycheck doesn't pay for lost time this fucking shit isn't a piece of mind what the fuck am i doing? what the fuck am i doing? drowning. dying is this what we call living? barely surviving!! i can't call this living this isn't living! this is how we're dying broke. alone. this is how we die buy now, pay later. its the american way of life it seems that no matter how much we work, we can't seem to get out of this debt. and inadvertently, we pay for something two or three times over. work becomes life. we can't do what we love anymore because we have to pay for our little plastic cards. work doesn't make up for time lost with family or friends. we just can't get out of this hole we've dug for ourselfs.