Robots

«Where am I going?», We ask ourselves
It’s only been a year
And our parents, they ask
What our friends are doing
To compare how successful and rich and married they are
My stress is showing itself on my body
I’ve gained a couple pounds
And our uncles and aunties
They say how better looking we were last year
Whilst their daughters and their sons
Hide their problems from their mum’s
Whilst they’re out having fun
Human isn’t enough
We have to learn to be robots
We’re lawyers and doctors
We’re businessmen with dollars
We are actors with an Oscar
'Cause we pretend we’re good enough
A silver lining, at least we work
Freaking hard these days
Oh, I’m tired of earning just enough
For
Judgement from circumstances
To prove that we are worthy
'Cause I am never worthy