Lyrics Pay Raise

Pay raise, the status symbol that you wanted.
But daddy's got a shotgun,
And he's going out to blow off some steam.
Those days, should have put me in my coffin.
But everybody's got one.
An opinion, if you know what I mean.

I'm convinced if my worries present in a hurry,
I'll try to keep my name off your list.
Everybody's playing by their own rules
And it's making me feel sick.

Cheap stays, a bad decision in the making.
Where I caught my reflection,
And noticed I looked half in the bag.
How strange, that we're making this connection.
The fact you even showed up,
Verifies the feelings you had.

I'm convinced if my worries present in a hurry,
I'll try to keep my name off your list.
Everybody's playing by their own rules
And it's making me feel sick.
Convinced my actions should have given me traction
Long before I had to fall in the mix.
Everybody's playing by their own rules,
And you think I'm full of it.

"We're gonna see what you're made of"
"We're gonna see what you're made of"

I'm convinced if my worries present in a hurry,
I'll try to keep my name off your list.
Everybody's playing by their own rules
And it's making me feel sick.
Convinced my actions should have given me traction
Long before I had to fall in the mix.
Everybody's playing by their own rules,
And you think I'm full of it.