Lyrics
"My Songs" (c) 2026 Foggy X Living on fumes Walking on worn out shoes that blew out long ago Cause I can't afford anything new From our kindly American corporate overlords Rent's through the roof So I'm packing up my shit in a cardboard box Guess I'm gonna be living underneath the stars Sure hope I can secure an empty piece of sidewalk (gonna have to fight for my spot!) I don't want this any more I don't know what any of it's for I just wanna get along and write my songs But I heard they wanna charge me for my thoughts Drove to the Mick Gas Station Only had enough to take me to The next pump What a fucking dump This place has become I want to get off but they priced me out And I don't have the funds to buy my ticket out Guess I'm gonna have to sell a lung That's ok because the air's all fucked anyway I don't want this any more I don't know what any of it's for I just wanna get along and write my songs But I heard they wanna charge me for my thoughts I just wanna write my songs I just wanna write my songs Home of the brave has made me a wage slave Land of the free has thrown it's chains on me I just wanna I just wanna I just wanna write my songs