Quit Your Jobs Songtext
von Haggard Cat
Quit Your Jobs Songtext
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It′s genius and I predict
They'll swallow whole the lies
Safe to say you saw me coming
So sell it as a win, no matter what the spin
At worst it′s an insult
At best it's a miss-step
A blind-shot in the sky
Branded a rallying cry
I've seen one too many red flags
Far too many humble brags
And though I′d like to pack my bags
I′m still well aware
You fucking own me
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It's genius and I predict
They′ll swallow whole the lies
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It's genius and I predict
They′ll swallow whole the lies
The more I sit here in this place
Clearly holding back the sheer distaste
While this shit falls from that filthy face
I realise sat in the boardroom it's doomed and I′m done
It's genius I'm getting carried out on their shoulders
It′s genius!
It′s genius I'm getting carried out on their shoulders
I fucking own you
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It′s genius and I predict
They'll swallow whole the lies
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It′s genius and I predict
They'll swallow whole the lies
Quit your jobs
Brick yourself inside
It′s genius and I predict
They'll swallow whole the lies
Safe to say you saw me coming
So sell it as a win, no matter what the spin
At worst it′s an insult
At best it's a miss-step
A blind-shot in the sky
Branded a rallying cry
I've seen one too many red flags
Far too many humble brags
And though I′d like to pack my bags
I′m still well aware
You fucking own me
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It's genius and I predict
They′ll swallow whole the lies
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It's genius and I predict
They′ll swallow whole the lies
The more I sit here in this place
Clearly holding back the sheer distaste
While this shit falls from that filthy face
I realise sat in the boardroom it's doomed and I′m done
It's genius I'm getting carried out on their shoulders
It′s genius!
It′s genius I'm getting carried out on their shoulders
I fucking own you
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It′s genius and I predict
They'll swallow whole the lies
Quit your jobs, fake your death
Brick yourself inside
It′s genius and I predict
They'll swallow whole the lies
Quit your jobs
Writer(s): Matthew Reynolds, Matt Reynolds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com