oh yeah, PITY THIS!!! Lyrics

Look, all I'm saying is that if I get a job, it'll kill me

I am just starting to heal

If I subject myself to the baseline exploitation that's demanded of every living person

It'll quickly become apparent just how weak I am

I can't learn to love myself only to let my requirement to have a job and still be impoverished take it all away

My money's running out I'm not so sure if I can handle

Things are getting so bad that I need to burn the decor candles

And in a couple days well that won't even been an option

I guess my room will smell like weed until I'm kicked out this apartment

Well oh well I'll lay in bed and pack another bowl

I'm never gonna smoke my weed outside like an animal

I'm never gonna get a job like I'm an animal

(Even though) I'm not yet an animal

(Even though) I'm not yet an animal