Melle - Living Like That

Walking softly up the stairs
Working in my underwear
I'll keep the lights on in the living room
I'm saving time, I'm sleeping in my shoes
Laundry piling on the couch
Don't know the last time I went out
Just wasting hours on a stupid screen
Almost forgot that I'm a human being

You gotta burn out for money
You've got a grave to rent
Who wants to breathe fresh air
If you've got cigarettes?
Don't need a real friend, no
You've got the internet
They never cared about you
They're gonna work ya to death
Well, I'm not fucking living like that Nobody likes me when I smile
Has being nicе gone out of style?
Enough's enough, but wе want more and more
And still, the rich get richer off the poor
Why don't we risk a little love?
Why don't we risk a little lie?
Is it a crime to wanna change the world?
Why is everyone so cynical?

You gotta burn out for money
You've got a grave to rent
Who wants to breathe fresh air
If you've got cigarettes?
Don't need a real friend, no
You've got the internet
They never cared about you
They're gonna work ya to death
Well, I'm not fucking living like that

Well, I'm not fucking living like that
I'm not fucking living like that