This Bike Is A Pipe Dream Lyrics

Can't sleep and it's not 'cause of the speed

It's this nightmare that we live in that we call reality

Pay to live, from the moment were born

Hell I'm surprised they don't charge rent before we're evicted the womb

Get a job, you gotta earn your keep

'Cause you're only worth how much you make hourly

To those privileged enough to sign your paychecks

But can't spell bourgeoisie out of some kind of backwards poetic justice

You gotta go to college, if you wanna make it count

But your degree comes with compounding interest and a lifetime of doubt

That you might not pay it off, with all the money from your new job

'Cause there's bills to pay and there's mouth's to feed including your landlord's and you boss'

So we try and cope, by drinking every day

And smoking and snorting anything that comes our way

But it's somehow wrong, to cope using those things

I've made the money that you've asked, just let me live this crack pipe dream in peace

No peace, well the nightmare gets worse

There are children in cages being separated from their parents

And in the cities, well the mass incarcerations

Are turning wage slavery into literal slave wages

And the police they're murdering black people in the streets

And in their homes and in their cars and even while they sleep

And the response from far too many people

Isn't abolition or reform it's just letting them murder more people

They've commodified the land, that they stole so long ago

From the native people that they've massacred

And they're still, trying to steal more native land

For oil pipelines and fireworks behind portraits in mountains

So we keep trying to cope with all the same unhealthy mechanisms

Fighting for what's right while pondering nihilism

'Cause it keeps getting worse with the passing of each day

It's a crack pipe dream for sure, ç'est la vie et ça me tuera