What's mine?
Too many pieces of my life
I'm sharing it all and I'm tired
Every time that I turn around
They want my time, my space, my mind
My heart, my brain, my life
Everything takes a slice
Take my life back and they gon' call me rude
I can't even have my own like I need something too
I'm not even mad at them, just tell me is it true
That I'm really only free if I lay in a tomb?
'Cause the world wants to consume me
My life is siphoned out and sold back to me
In packages of hours & fees
This can't be the autonomy they talk about after you're a teen
Maybe you use your degree and build a life you fancy
But even the maintenance is labor, plus that conformity you're paid for
Shrink my world, so I can control it. It's smaller than I was hoping
Offered bigger, I declined 'cause I can't seem to find
What's mine?
Too many pieces of my life
I'm sharing it all and I'm tired
Every time that I turn around
They want my time, my space, my mind
My heart, my brain, my life
Everything takes a slice
Take my life back and they gon' call me rude
I can't even have my own, like I need something too
I'm not even mad at them, just tell me is it true
That I'm really only free if I lay in a tomb?
'Cause the world wants to consume me
