Hustling through the streets; living dollar to dollar
Addicted mom and missing father
Alone and dead to the world are you
Working. Always skipping school
Greed killed the dreams you could have lived
Someone else is stealing it

Entitlement

1960's come and gone
Along with the morals of Camelot
Far away are "old school" days
Finance stricken; filled with haze
Technology ridden, but sunk with debt
Most those things go hand in hand

Entitlement

From my understanding your priorities are poor
Like wallets, working hands are sore
It took this long for you to open your eyes
To the man with cancer and dying wife
These are the ones who need the help
But for that you can thank...

Entitlement