HOW IS THIS GONNA END?

My friend's all work 9 to 5 Feels like it's 15 to life Seems like a sign of the times C'est la vie fucked up our minds And I wonder If we're prisoner To some system That keeps us occupied, so Tell me how is this gonna end I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something Tell me how is this gonna end I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something Now I'm sorry It might seem like I'm too loud But I'm saving face 'Cause all my friends are scared they might never leave town And they say, "stop crying When I was your age, I was fine" Yeah, back when houses cost a fucking dime Now the politicians take the cash From the corporate shits then cut their tax In the end, it's all about the bottom line Tell me how is this gonna end I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something Tell me how is this gonna end I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something And I wonder If we're prisoner To some system That keeps their pockets lined, so Tell me how is this gonna end I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something Tell me how is this gonna end I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something Swear, I have a breakdown Every time I go online Capitalism's late stage fucked design (Keep 'em occupied) Now Marjorie is rambling More rage bait news tonight And no one cares that the Earth is still on fire I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something I'm begging you to say Begging you to say something