Okay, okay, next time I complain promptly slap me right in the face. Yeah, priviledge has me stamping my feet, temper-tantrums over these commodity fetishes, and I know I'm better than this. And art is hard, I can't play guitar, the demo's not finished, but at least we started...
First world problems - yeah, we've got them, and I'll quit complaining 'cause that won't solve them.
And I'm tired, I'm tired of being uninspired of living a life dictated by presentation and tagline. I'm tired, I'm tired of being fucking tired 'cause being tired is fucking boring.
First world problems - yeah, we've got them, and I'll quit complaining 'cause that won't solve them.