The chorus melodically chanting, “I hate you my 9 to 5.” Nostalgic tunes of the piano complements the honest, relatable, and heartfelt lyricism reminiscent of Freddie Augilar’s “Anak.”
From the tiresome moods of the morning rush hour, to being obligated by ‘reality’ to give up the pursuit of his dreams; Kwizyne recites, “The same people told me follow my dreams but it couldn’t pay the bills so I followed your dreams.”