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ISO - "Things I Have to Tell You"

Relax

Take a break

Get eight hours of sleep

You’ll be happier

I would believe that

If I were allowed to

But the system never changes

Pulled this way and that way

We need to meet too many expectations

Do your homework

Pay attention

Don’t fall asleep in class

You need to go to college

It’ll be worth it in the end

But my eyes are getting heavy

And we all just want some sleep

But we’ll keep on working

And working

And working

And working

But work is never complete 

And we’ll never get any sleep

But they keep on talking

About the changes we need to make

But we’re stuck in your system

Just let us take a break

And it never changes

Never ever changes

They won’t change it

They’ll just tell us to go to sleep

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