Now let me start this song with a question
Are you fed up with what we've been peddling?
Are you really buying this anti-depression
Drug smoke-infested artistic expression?
I'm looking at the Billboard charts
There's not one lyric that I'd call art
There's not one song that I'd call great
Where did all the artists who contemplate go?
No, we've all got it backwards
Kids are educated by Instagram-famous rappers
Cuz when it all pans out there's nothing we stand for
We just wanna stand out

But I won't go 'til get to say
What I know, no I won't go

Week in, week out
I don't wanna do this anymore
It burns me out
Living like 1984
No explanation can fix what I've been facing, cuz
Week in, week out
I'm living like 1984

Even if this makes me hated
I'm saying it shameless
Cuz I am the same it's
A common disease up on these Instagram pages
We're socially weighted
Like, "Why is she famous and why is he nameless?"
You gotta have nerves of steel this world's stainless
If you don't have mass appeal you won't make it
I tell myself every day to stay patient
Tell myself every day to stay –
Week in, week out
I don't wanna do this anymore
It burns me out
Living like 1984
No explanation can fix what I've been facing, cuz
Week in, week out
I'm living like 1984

But I won't go 'til get to say
What I know, no I won't go