Defroster
Had to grow up early, then I had to do it again
And I am tired of not complaining, tired of being grateful
Just to have my basics met
A roof over my head, food, and a bed
And I know that being grateful is the key to being happy
But there are so many rich folks fucking this up for everybody
And none of these politicians give a single shit about me
And none of the laws protect you, unless you have the money
Seven AM, late for work, air is crisp in my nose
Coffee in its little seat fogging up my car windows
Roll them down to see 'cause my defroster nеver functions
Should have gotten it replaced last year
But I didn't have the gumption
Because Jamie got denied, she worked harder than I did
She got denied, so why would I deserve it?
Clearly, I'm not cutthroat, and never have I been
I'm more interested in tending a community garden
Why is competitive new sin money rewarded?
Without the context of business, it's just selfishness
Get home, and it's dark, and I collapse into a chair
I know I'm dirty, I should shower, but I can't make myself care
I look around at the disrepair
And I wonder how it got this bad, like what were all the stages?
Every little legislation that put off raising the wages
Or adding regulations, I think of their faces
While tending my community garden, I think of their faces
With my hands frozen to the steering wheel, I think of their faces
And I am tired of not complaining, tired of being grateful
Just to have my basics met
A roof over my head, food, and a bed
And I know that being grateful is the key to being happy
But there are so many rich folks fucking this up for everybody
And none of these politicians give a single shit about me
And none of the laws protect you, unless you have the money
Seven AM, late for work, air is crisp in my nose
Coffee in its little seat fogging up my car windows
Roll them down to see 'cause my defroster nеver functions
Should have gotten it replaced last year
But I didn't have the gumption
Because Jamie got denied, she worked harder than I did
She got denied, so why would I deserve it?
Clearly, I'm not cutthroat, and never have I been
I'm more interested in tending a community garden
Why is competitive new sin money rewarded?
Without the context of business, it's just selfishness
Get home, and it's dark, and I collapse into a chair
I know I'm dirty, I should shower, but I can't make myself care
I look around at the disrepair
And I wonder how it got this bad, like what were all the stages?
Every little legislation that put off raising the wages
Or adding regulations, I think of their faces
While tending my community garden, I think of their faces
With my hands frozen to the steering wheel, I think of their faces
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Writer(s): Mackenzie Price
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