Testo Postage

more postage with a warning, that you haven't got it right
so you'll be doubling your interest, in half the given time
but you can't find real employment, when you try, and try, and try
so you're forced to keep on looking, while your bills keep piling up

but you still go out on every night
cause you don't wanna sit alone
so you hang in halls, and diners, and bars till they tell you to go home

and your unnecessary vices, don't help your debt at all
yeah they've pushed you to a corner and surrounded you with walls
so you try to cut back spending on all the things you like
but you're the crumbling generation, with spoiled children's eyes