Box Office Reports
I grow another year older
Feel a little bit colder
Gets harder to remember the past
'Cause my coughs, they are always alarming
I got a friend, joined the army
At least he has a career that can last
As I sell, must to keep up a quota
I might start doing yoga
Maybe jog around the park a couple laps
Or go see a film on the big screen
My friend lets out a big scream
At the quiet part, and everyone laughs
'Cause in the darkness of the room
We don't exist as the rich or poor
We're just another number for the box office reports
As I send in a check to stay in my apartment
Can't help but feeling disheartened
All this money could've bought me a house
Or at least a nicer kitchen appliance
Maybe a Bachelor's of Science
You know, they say that knowledge is wealth
But not when you're in debt till you're dying
Suddenly, the loudest one's silent
Burn out like a star at the end of their career
And one last chance to land the lead this time
Table read was a blindside
They lost the role despite how hard they tried
'Cause in the artificial light
They don't exist anymore
It's just a longer list of potential candidates
For them to pay for
'Cause if the marquee's lit, then we'll show up anyways
'Cause we're so bored
Eager to escape the lives we live everyday
Don't want to live them no more
Feel a little bit colder
Gets harder to remember the past
'Cause my coughs, they are always alarming
I got a friend, joined the army
At least he has a career that can last
As I sell, must to keep up a quota
I might start doing yoga
Maybe jog around the park a couple laps
Or go see a film on the big screen
My friend lets out a big scream
At the quiet part, and everyone laughs
'Cause in the darkness of the room
We don't exist as the rich or poor
We're just another number for the box office reports
As I send in a check to stay in my apartment
Can't help but feeling disheartened
All this money could've bought me a house
Or at least a nicer kitchen appliance
Maybe a Bachelor's of Science
You know, they say that knowledge is wealth
But not when you're in debt till you're dying
Suddenly, the loudest one's silent
Burn out like a star at the end of their career
And one last chance to land the lead this time
Table read was a blindside
They lost the role despite how hard they tried
'Cause in the artificial light
They don't exist anymore
It's just a longer list of potential candidates
For them to pay for
'Cause if the marquee's lit, then we'll show up anyways
'Cause we're so bored
Eager to escape the lives we live everyday
Don't want to live them no more
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Mccutchen
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