Round the clock Trying to find my way In a place that Said I'm not Important enough Or good enough Or sure enough And So I thought A high GPA would make me A fly type of guy might date me A fat set of thighs might shape me Round the clock Work day and night towards Well It really don't matter As long as it's something that I can attain It quiets the chatter As long as it's something to focus my brain It eases the pain Keeping me sane Ooh If I dot my I's and cross my T's If I work all night refusing sleep If I follow the rules Will society Compensate me Oh On my hands and knees Crying Pretty please Pretty please Pretty please If I follow the rules Will I ever be free Will I ever be free Round the clock Round And around And around And around We go It feels like a never-ending TV show right now And I don't know right now this part I chose It It feels so empty Yet feels so heavy And overwhelming If I take a breath I might miss the chance For a perfect ending But that's not the message That I want my character to be sending Oh If I dot my I's and cross my T's If I work all night refusing sleep If I follow the rules Will society Compensate me Oh On my hands and knees Crying Pretty please Pretty please Pretty please If I follow the rules Will I ever be free Will I ever be free Oh Will I ever be free Will I ever be free