Turn My Brain Off
(You wanna go ahead and play real quick?)
(Turn my brain off!)
I'm sick of nepotism, I think I've had enough
I'm sick of rich kids starting three steps up
I'm sick of mansions, all the glitz and the glamor
Saying I can have it all if I work hard enough
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
Think I need to turn my brain off
Think I need to turn my brain off
I can hardly deal with the real or the mundane
I can hardly tell what is real and what isn't
Can somebody, please, give me peace I've been missing?
I need to turn my brain off
(Turn my brain off!)
(Turn my brain off!)
I'm sick of nepotism, I think I've had enough
I'm sick of rich kids starting three steps up
I'm sick of mansions, all the glitz and the glamor
Saying I can have it all if I work hard enough
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
I can hardly deal with the real or the mundane
I can hardly tell what is real and what isn't
Can somebody, please, give me the peace I've been missing?
I need to turn my brain off
(Turn my brain off!)
(Turn my brain off!)
(Turn my brain off!)
I'm sick of nepotism, I think I've had enough
I'm sick of rich kids starting three steps up
I'm sick of mansions, all the glitz and the glamor
Saying I can have it all if I work hard enough
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
Think I need to turn my brain off
Think I need to turn my brain off
I can hardly deal with the real or the mundane
I can hardly tell what is real and what isn't
Can somebody, please, give me peace I've been missing?
I need to turn my brain off
(Turn my brain off!)
(Turn my brain off!)
I'm sick of nepotism, I think I've had enough
I'm sick of rich kids starting three steps up
I'm sick of mansions, all the glitz and the glamor
Saying I can have it all if I work hard enough
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
The American dream feels like a sales pitch
And I'm sick of being a product
I can hardly deal with the real or the mundane
I can hardly tell what is real and what isn't
Can somebody, please, give me the peace I've been missing?
I need to turn my brain off
(Turn my brain off!)
(Turn my brain off!)
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Writer(s): Jacqueline Dean Anderson, Kaleb David Waterman
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