What is it in life that makes us feel
That it's impossible to walk away?
Business holds people like hostages
Locked away in boardrooms and offices
A place to rest, a mouth to feed
People's misconception of what it means to be free
I'm leaving it all, I'm starting to see
There's something to be said for living modestly
So the days turn into the years
Quick fix has become a career
Think back to your happiest days
Back when you didnt have a single cent
What is it in life that makes us feel
That it's impossible to walk away?
Business holds people like hostages
Locked away in boardrooms and offices
So dont be like me, dont you make the same mistake
Go get an education, find a job and play it safe
Sorry dad but Im off to find another way
This form of happiness in checks can't pay integrity
A place to rest, a mouth to feed
People's misconception what it means to be free
I'm leaving it all, I'm starting to see
There's something to be said for living modestly
Cause we had it all
Everything