Lyrics
[INTRO]
As the leaves turn brown,
And the chill finds its way,
A million whispers of pain,
In the light of privilege’s sway.
[VERSE 1]
Oh, my latte’s gone cold, can’t find my cozy zone,
The Wi-Fi’s running slow, where’s my golden throne?
Selfies in the fall, oh, don't forget the leaves,
Complaining 'bout my hair, while the world grieves.
[CHORUS]
But it’s all a game, in our golden parade,
While the real world struggles, our troubles seem made.
With clouds overhead, we cry, "Oh, why me?"
In the theater of life, we play make-believe.
[VERSE 2]
Oh, the pumpkin spice curse, it’s just too much to bear,
I can’t choose my candle scent, it’s beyond compare.
My Instagram won’t load, what a true catastrophe,
Forgetting others fight for just their dignity.
[CHORUS]
But it’s all a game, in our golden parade,
While the real world struggles, our troubles seem made.
With clouds overhead, we cry, "Oh, why me?"
In the theater of life, we play make-believe.
[BRIDGE]
There’s a world out there, lost in frost,
Wishing for a chance, but they pay the cost.
While we squabble over likes, they search for heat,
Living life on the line, can’t accept defeat.
[VERSE 3]
Oh, my friends, what a plight, can’t find the right car,
My closet full of choices feels just too bizarre.
Lengths of soft down jackets hang like trophies on a wall,
While reality’s shoes wear heavy, it’s a different call.
[CHORUS]
But it’s all a game, in our golden parade,
While the real world struggles, our troubles seem made.
With clouds overhead, we cry, "Oh, why me?"
In the theater of life, we play make-believe.
[OUTRO]
So as the shadows grow longer and the ice start to bind,
Let’s open our eyes and see the types of grind.
In the heart of the winter, there’s a lesson we’ll learn,
That true strength is not found in the things that we yearn.