State Champs - Tight Grip Lyrics

State Champs - Tight Grip Lyrics  

You look so surprised to see

It's working out for a freak like me

You know it's not brain surgery

You're big talk but you're boring me

9 to 5 suit and tie

A go getter

Narrow mind kinda guy

Who knows better

Keeping score knowing you're

The pretender yeah

I'm just thinking

Why are you like this

Clinging to your tight grip

Living life with urgency

Fame's got its prices

Monetize your likeness

Still you think you know what's best for me

Bought what they sold you

Now that they control you

Living life so perfectly

You've got your own truth

I don't owe you any fuckin'

Still you think you know what's best for me

It makes sense inside your head

That old book beside your bed

That you never open

A hopeless devotion

Playing the part with confidence

Riding high

What a critical thinker

Watch as I

Put both middle fingers up

Waste of time

Put the world through the ringer

Because you think you're a god

Well, let's see what happens

You can go your way

You know we are not the same thing

Why are you like this

Clinging to your tight grip

Living life with urgency

Fame's got its prices

Monetize your likeness

Still you think you know what's best for me

Bought what they sold you

Now that they control you

Living life so perfectly

You've got your own truth

I don't owe you any fuckin'

Still you think you know what's best for me

9 to 5 suit and tie

A go getter

Narrow mind kinda guy

Who knows better

Riding high

What a critical thinker

Watch as I

Put both middle fingers up

Why are you like this

Clinging to your tight grip

Living life with urgency

Fame's got its prices

Monetize your likeness

Still you think you know what's best for me

Bought what they sold you

Now that they control you

Living life is so perfect

You've got your own truth

I don't owe you any fuckin'

Still you think you know what's best for me