Round the clock
Trying to find my way
In a place that
Said I'm not
Important enough
Or good enough
Or sure enough
And
So I thought
A high GPA would make me
A fly type of guy might date me
A fat set of thighs might shape me
Round the clock
Work day and night towards
Well
It really don't matter
As long as it's something that I can attain
It quiets the chatter
As long as it's something to focus my brain
It eases the pain
Keeping me sane
Ooh
If I dot my I's and cross my T's
If I work all night refusing sleep
If I follow the rules
Will society
Compensate me
Oh
On my hands and knees
Crying
Pretty please
Pretty please
Pretty please
If I follow the rules
Will I ever be free
Will I ever be free
Round the clock
Round
And around
And around
And around
We go
It feels like a never-ending TV show right now
And I don't know right now this part I chose
It
It feels so empty
Yet feels so heavy
And overwhelming
If I take a breath
I might miss the chance
For a perfect ending
But that's not the message
That I want my character to be sending
Oh
If I dot my I's and cross my T's
If I work all night refusing sleep
If I follow the rules
Will society
Compensate me
Oh
On my hands and knees
Crying
Pretty please
Pretty please
Pretty please
If I follow the rules
Will I ever be free
Will I ever be free
Oh
Will I ever be free
Will I ever be free
