Good Life

You are sitting in your cubicle, in your nine to five
Look outside the window, feel the time flying by
The weather's never been so nice
Yet you're sitting here inside
This air-conditioned grey office vibe
Tell me where is your mind

When was the last time you really felt alive
When was the last time you could let yourself fly
Was the last time with nothing on your mind
When was the last time you truly felt alive

And you wake up in the morning
Don't need ten minutes to feel drained
Already feel so overwhelmed, exhausting life game
Get me out of this mess, feel the pressure in my chest
Cuz of this underlying stress I smoke my cigarette
Get me out of this mess, feel the pressure in my chest
The pressure in my chest

When was the last time you really felt alive
When was the last time you could let yourself fly
Was the last time with nothing on your mind
When was the last time you truly felt alive
When was your last time you really felt alive
When was the last time you could let yourself fly
Was the last time with nothing on your mind
When you when you when you
Really felt alive

You better stay inside
You better shut your mind
You better work these eight hours 'till you die
You better stay inside
You better shut your mind
You better work these ten hours 'till you die
Girl, you better stay inside
Girl, You better shut your mind
Girl, You better work all these fucking hours till you die
Boy, you better stay inside
Boy, you better shut your mind
You are not allowed to fly

When was the last time you really felt alive
When was the last time you could let yourself fly
Was the last time you really felt alive
You really felt alive
You really felt alive

When was the last time you really felt alive
Living on the fast lane, going against the tide
Working overtime not even nine to five
Y'all can miss me
Y'all can call me
But I'll have myself a good good life