[Lyric] Just Another Kid In Chicago (Sapita Music)

“I mean, it’s always good to have a plan...
Because if you don’t make up your own plan, you just become a part of someone else’s.”

"Because really, what is it that really interests you? The things that you just dream of doing...and it’s not always easy, but if somebody said you could do anything, what-what makes you click, what you think of...what would that be?”

Sure as Hell not this
This ignorance, not bliss
I mean I’m checking all the boxes
But the product doesn’t fit

Played along with every song
But the tracks were never writ
So I started skipping kickbacks
And ditched all the benefits

Knowing time will take its toll
Nobody’s mourning during lunchtime
If life’s the biggest troll
The weekend has to be the punchline

Confined to my mind
Bit what I can’t chew
By then it’s time to clock in
I’ll read the script off queue
It goes
I’m just another kid in Chicago
Work a 9 to 5 for life far as I know
Hit the gym just to make me sweat
Close my eyes do it all again
(And every week we restart and it goes)

Hey Zach, you had a chance, truth be told, just a bit
But you blew it on a check
So your friends were impressed
Now you're sitting at a desk
Stressed over mouse clicks
You wanna’ be one of them
You wanna’ be one of them

Corner bars, a thousand people
Blocks of yuppies smell like smoke
Force a happy hour dash
Vodka lemonade, splash

5th a five figure job
Study lakeshore jogs
Spend my 20’s in the studio
Steady kissin' frogs

Live a life on repeat
Like the Loop on this beat
Streets crowd with 20 somethings
Gettin’ boozy every week
Sayin’ yes just to please
How rude of me to me
Don’t sweat it, you have time
Do I though? I’m 23

So now I Uber like chauffeur
Show off Chopin to the cohort
Purpose mindset growing taller
Hope I hit another growth spurt

Cause my 5’11 always pleads
I must be out of your league
With our mono white tees
C’mon like every guy looks like me

That mental quota rollercoaster
Miller Lites on dirty sofas
Settle down before they ghost ya'
Quit it man just do you

Oh, by the way-
Sunday called
Your happiness and rent’s due
Why don’t you Tyler like a puppet
Do a dance to this tune
It goes
I’m just another kid in Chicago
Work a 9 to 5 for life far as I know
Hit the gym just to make me sweat
Close my eyes do it all again
(And every week we restart and it goes)

Hey Zach, you had a chance, truth be told, just a bit
But you blew it on a check
So your friends were impressed
Now you're sitting at a desk
Stressed over mouse clicks
You wanna’ be one of them
You wanna’ be one of them

And then they always ask
Do you have a plan?
I’m confident I do
Because I couldn’t give a-
About the money
Or the views
Or the corporate ladder status
Vetted, bank account, mattress
Where my life is on a loop
To pay the bills and buy some food

3 years down the road on
Donald’s bus to 26
Follow suit with gettin’ married
While I’m polishing my kicks
Circle back 2 years past 30
Losing life interest
And wonder why you didn’t resonate
With songs like this

I’m just another kid in Chicago
Work a 9 to 5 for life far as I know
Hit the gym just to make me sweat
Close my eyes do it all again
(And every week we restart and it goes)

Hey Zach, you had a chance, truth be told, just a bit
But you blew it on a check
So your friends were impressed
Now you're sitting at a desk
Stressed over mouse clicks
You wanna’ be one of them
You wanna’ be one of them

I’m not just another kid in Chicago
Sorry I can’t hang today or tomorrow
Do the math and assume the rest
The resident’s never called the guest
Yeah

Hey Zach
We wish you well
Best of luck on your quest
Hurry back
Fit the mold
When you’re stressed and depre-

(No)
Corny raps and future bass
I see it on your face
Laugh and scoff
Don’t sing along
Know that you too are out of place

A case of rollin' with the norms
No substance heals that inner pain
Shallow, clinical disgrace
Those expectations need outdate

Talkin’ down on the game plan
Act like I don’t ever make plans
Really I just have more projects
And they aren’t just for two days man

There’s a million other ways
To live your life at different pace
Let’s Forget the ROI
It’s Music - Him and that I’ll die