Charade

[Chorus]
Hideaway, go and hide your face, don’t look other ways,
You sign to behave, no time to complain;
Jump on the grenade, cradle to the grave,
the line has a place, go play the charade.

[Verse 1]
Hideaway, go bury your fate, deep into the cycle,
getting paid, then blow it away, talk about survival.
“How’d I get this way?” ‘Cause your mind was fixed this way;
Put it all on the black, never looking past another business day.
What should I do? Follow the rules, they gon’ get me through;
Never skew, ignoring your interests, then watch it accrue.
Stuck up in this box, now I'm waking up hoping for the apocalypse.
Get back in line, you better get that hope off your lips.
Trapped in another day, better wash it away,
drinking after work is like a hideaway, get my mind erased.
Gotta stay inside of the pace, fall back in disgrace,
keeping up with the neighbors, they got Mercedes GLK,
home with a foyer, big black gate,
wear Tom Ford, afford to have taste,
and they got the f****n’ lawyers to put up on the case
when their teenage daughter’s layin’ on her face
with her hands cuffed up. “S**t how I’m gonna cover this?
My stock ticker really ain’t recovering.
Any minute they could be restructuring.
Compete till I’m 6 feet under them.”

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Time melt away, never seen again,
a Dali vision, the clock creepin’ in.
Hell yeah man, living for the weekend.
Every day I'm praying for the reaper, man.
School taught me what degree to get,
told me the limits I could be within,
“Keep your dreaming in, you better sink or swim,
bada bing, is it sinking in?”
You are looking at the kid working 9 to 5, then a 5 to 9,
breaking the habits of having life, can’t admit I’m alive (a lie).
Caffeine fueled, tapping too deep in my credit limit,
buying time, counting the decimals and counting minutes.
But I gotta finish another day on the hot seat,
can’t breathe, I’m engulfed in concrete.
Made a living, look at all it cost me.
And thinking that I could’ve been a Wolf of Wall Street?
See, they got me, complete monotony,
knowing all I got are memories and car seats.
I see my boss, so let me fill my coffee,
keep marching on beat.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
By the way you’re staring at me, declaring my fate,
listening to nothing you say, not lookin’ away,
Staring straight, you stay in your lane, I’m standing my place.
Not afraid to alter the play, quit the masquerade.
Under weight you follow the maze, wont find an escape.
‘Nother day, you follow the name, never seen the face.
You just played, who’s hittin’ the A, B at the arcade?
‘Till you fade, till you fade away, till you fade away…