Spoiled Child
胡昀哲Ashley
歌词
[Verse 1]
Brunch in the French Concession, you’re complaining ‘bout the bean While the city bleeds in neon, you’re just curated and clean You call the service "clumsy," you call the driver "slow" But you never had to hustle where the bitter grasses grow Born in a penthouse, looking down at the fog Life is just a highlight reel, a filtered travelogue You talk about your "burnout" from a three-week summer break While the rest of us are drowning in the ripples of your wake.
[Pre-Chorus]
You got the news, day in and day out Taking it all for granted, a princess in a velvet shell You ring the bell, expecting the world to bow But the echo is the only thing that’s haunting you now...
[Chorus]
But you know you’re just a spoiled child Without the title, you’re nothing at all Rip off the labels, you’re just like somebody else Ain't nobody gives a shit, you’re all to yourself Yeah, you’re all to yourself.
[Verse 2]
First-hand news, high-end jewels Invisible rules, you’re using us like tools Sounds so cruel? I guess the truth usually does You’re living in a vacuum where the money always was The butler, the concierge, everything is “yes” You never learned the language of a financial mess One stumble on your feet and you’re crying to the moon But your gravity is different in a gold-plated spoon.
[Bridge]
Birth lottery. Being chosen. Heart of stone, and the rhythm is frozen. Your only job is to order and command Check the bills, never wash the grime off your hands The feeling of loss? That’s just a ghost in your mind You’re miles ahead but you’re leaving your soul behind All you gotta do is be grateful... (Whisper: Why is it so hard to be grateful?)
[Outro]
Keep you in the mood... Keep you in the mood... Just a child in a castle. Without the walls, who are you? (Sound of a heavy glass door closing, then silence.)