State of Things

It's gotten to the point
It's every day now I think about it
Will you pass me the joint
I don't wanna seem like I'm just pouting

But there's this little kid
He's in the lake there, drowning
They say he's far away, hypothetical
Don't worry

And I think I should say
Could be anyone

I'm a vat of first-world problems
There are kids who are starving
I don't need your fucking comfort
This is so alarming
To the millionaires in mansions who are actively harming
I hope you get what's coming to you
And I hope that's what coming is some quality therapy
And a way to confront your issues

Additionally, I've got my interpersonal relationships
And I can't binge-watch TV
When I know someone out there is terminally sick

I'm a vat of first-world problems
There are kids who are starving
I don't need your fucking comfort
This is so alarming
To the millionaires in mansions who are actively harming
I hope you get what's coming to you
And I hope that's what coming is some quality therapy
And a way to confront your issues

But there's this little kid
He's in the lake there, drowning
And I think I should say
Could be anyone



Credits
Writer(s): Leah Waites
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