Folk punk songs are my new forte, or so i think

Jogging down the city,
breathing in the smog,
seeing all the people,
living happily with their jobs.
Some say to just live simply,
philosophy is a fraud,
lying to the people,
where it gets the money from.

If you're working freelance,
you 're your own boss,
but would that mean self hate,
since we all hate our jobs.
Society is failing,
with poverty by its side,
would it be much better,
if we all fucking died.

It's not about the money,
it's all about the art.
But if I had no money,
then I wouldn't sing this song.