.Nooption.

No option
Yeah

Pick apart my brain like an object
Nobody wanna see it through the progress
If you haven't got it made, it's not an option
No option
No choice but to work or sleep
Pay the piper, that's a price to keep
I don't got no room to breathe
breathe
Disillusionment
With the colleges
Well, it got me feelin' like an object
Put deposits in the hands of the power that be
A little motif
(A lil motif)
All my friends going out, having fun
I be coasting

I am looking down this one-way street and
I don't wanna know what it may bring

A blurry face in the street
People I'm never gonna meet
Wondering what they'd think of me
Disposable friends, single-use
Who is it today, I'll pick and choose
Is it the lady behind the counter
Who's got nothing left to lose?
Or is it the gentleman in the corner
Knowing his kid's a fuckin' stoner
Thinking of all that he could've done better
(better, better)
It's not even worth it, won't see them again
I'll find another disposable friend
Hoping the cycle will change again

I am looking down this one-way street and
I don't wanna know what it may bring

Tryna make time doesn't feel right
Work is nothing shorter than a gaslight
Gotta make time for your friends
Got to see 'em again
Or the time won't pass right
"Work is hard, just give it the shoulder"
"The choice is yours, you're getting older"
"Put your mind to it, then climb to the top"
"Eggs in the basket, the bunny can hop"
I call that the Gary Vee effect
And, though, it's probably correct
The commodification of stress in our nation has taken a toll on the youth
Better not tell them the truth
Millennials only own five percent of the wealth in the entire country

I am looking down this one-way street and
I don't wanna know what it may bring
I am looking down this one-way street and
I'm afraid to know what it may bring

I am looking down this one-way street and
I'm afraid to know what it may bring