Plans On The Wall

None of us here have any hope at all
We all walk down the same fucking hall
We are all just digging up who we are
But the problem is we aren't getting to far
 
Today the people are plastic and fake
And these rules we have were made to break
The "American Dream" is written and only dreamt of
But it's not even close when push comes to shove
 
Making kids work harder to better this place
But the shit they put us through is a fucking disgrace
Making us believe is for the better of us all
But I always see pain when walking down the hall
 
People act happy but can't use their heads to wonder
I'll give up fighting when I'm six feet under
I don't give a shit for what you have to say
But today is just another day
 
I can't believe we are run by a government so small
Although we have a say, what are say is for we have no call
We are nothing but specs on plans laid out upon the wall
And tommorow I'll feel the same shit when walking down the hall