The Way This World Works
I was a dreamer
Stuck on the outskirts of this town
An entitled jungle
Made me look like a clown
But i've kept on dreaming
Left my heart out on my sleeve
Mmm
Coz i'm hardworking kind and honest
A leader of the team
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works oh no
Some of these days start to feel like months
Some of these months
Start to feel like years
Guess that's never changed my appetite
I've grown so much
In the last six years
We're always judged on success and luck
But what the hell is luck?
Without showing no fear
Mmm
Without showing no fear
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works oh no
I lie awake at early hours of the day
And find some comfort from the sound of the rain
In these four walls
This is how i talk to you
Mmmmm
All my love letters sat in the same place
Just an old memoir easily replaced
In these four walls
This is how i talk to you
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works oh no
Stuck on the outskirts of this town
An entitled jungle
Made me look like a clown
But i've kept on dreaming
Left my heart out on my sleeve
Mmm
Coz i'm hardworking kind and honest
A leader of the team
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works oh no
Some of these days start to feel like months
Some of these months
Start to feel like years
Guess that's never changed my appetite
I've grown so much
In the last six years
We're always judged on success and luck
But what the hell is luck?
Without showing no fear
Mmm
Without showing no fear
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works oh no
I lie awake at early hours of the day
And find some comfort from the sound of the rain
In these four walls
This is how i talk to you
Mmmmm
All my love letters sat in the same place
Just an old memoir easily replaced
In these four walls
This is how i talk to you
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works
I'm sick and tired of the way this world works oh no
Credits
Writer(s): Francis John-duarte
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