[Verse 1] Yeah, aged twelve, first day at a new school In a room full of pupils, pubescent, being brutal It was casual dressed, which made it even worse Me in my resting shirt, couldn't let them see me hurt They're all in Ralph Lauren but me, I'm just poor as shit At a private school and I'm only here on scholarship The girls ignore me and I'm beat up by the older kids But the teachers quiz me like "I wonder what your problem is?" Well, the kids in my neighbourhood all think I'm an asshole And the rich kids hate me 'cause I don't live in a castle And my home life is fucked, I'm copping shit from my uncle At school I get in trouble, these are things that I juggle So I save my lunch money and starve for months straight To get a phone of my own, I'll be cool, you just wait Then I finally get it and I show it to a kid He's like, "Ha, ha, ha, that phone is a brick!"
[Chorus] The cool kids used to say this shit, like That phone is a motherfucking brick That phone is a motherfucking brick Where the hell'd you find something that big? And the hot girls used to say this shit, like That phone is a motherfucking brick That phone is a motherfucking brick Why are you talking to me? You're weird
[Verse 2] I'm like, why are you laughing, motherfucker? You have one of those, exactly like mine He said, "You'll find that was months ago Of course I've got another phone, since I'm not poor I already sold that old dinosaur to a pawn store In fact, it was probably the same place you bought yours But I understand, man, it's not like you can afford more" Damn, that flattened me, took everything I had in me It was supposed to be my ticket to popularity But it turned, out actually just more pain and tragedy 'Cause adults can be mean but kids are really damaging So I left at lunch, I was so fucking embarrassed Head slumped in sadness, just to punch my mattress Hating all the rich kids, what a bunch of actors But pursuing their approval of pathetic double standards Feeling so defeated like a total idiot So I took my brick phone and binned it
[Chorus] The cool kids used to say this shit, like That phone is a motherfucking brick That phone is a motherfucking brick Where the hell'd you find something that big? And the hot girls used to say this shit, like That phone is a motherfucking brick That phone is a motherfucking brick Why are you talking to me? You're weird
[Verse 3] Now as I build up my life as a grown man With the newest piece of shit on a phone plan Home in a leafy street with more than enough things I tell myself to remember how little stuff means And then I think back To all my memories of everything stressful And realise it's integral to the recipe So really they were right, in this moment it clicks My life is a wall and that phone is a brick
[Chorus] The cool kids used to say this shit, like That phone is a motherfucking brick That phone is a motherfucking brick Where the hell'd you find something that big? And the hot girls used to say this shit, like That phone is a motherfucking brick That phone is a motherfucking brick Why are you talking to me? You're weirdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
