HOW IS THIS GONNA END?

My friend's all work 9 to 5
Feels like it's 15 to life
Seems like a sign of the times
C'est la vie fucked up our minds

And I wonder
If we're prisoner
To some system
That keeps us occupied, so

Tell me how is this gonna end
I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something
Tell me how is this gonna end
I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something

Now I'm sorry
It might seem like I'm too loud
But I'm saving face
'Cause all my friends are scared they might never leave town

And they say, "stop crying
When I was your age, I was fine"
Yeah, back when houses cost a fucking dime

Now the politicians take the cash
From the corporate shits then cut their tax
In the end, it's all about the bottom line

Tell me how is this gonna end
I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something
Tell me how is this gonna end
I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something

I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something

And I wonder
If we're prisoner
To some system
That keeps their pockets lined, so

Tell me how is this gonna end
I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something
Tell me how is this gonna end
I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something

Swear, I have a breakdown
Every time I go online
Capitalism's late stage fucked design (Keep 'em occupied)
Now Marjorie is rambling
More rage bait news tonight
And no one cares that the Earth is still on fire

I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something
I'm begging you to say
Begging you to say something