Comfort Trap · letra

A house and a wife and two and a half, I lost my dream in the comfort trap. I told my God his will could wait, I've got one foot in a rich man's grave, I heard it calling in my sleep at night, So I killed my dream with a butcher knife, I told my heart to toe the line, You had all that time, the rest is mine.
I'm gonna get nice things and get my way, Even if it means there's hell to pay, I'm gonna have my cake and eat it too, And what I don't eat I'm gonna force feed you, I'm not looking for consolation, Maybe I could settle for compensation, Have my cake and eat it too, And if it's all a lie I'm gonna say it's all true.
A house and a wife and two and a half, I lost my dream in the comfort trap, I paid my dues and earned my doubt, It'd be God's mistake to spit me out.
I'm gonna get nice things and get my way, Even if it means there's hell to pay, I'm gonna have my cake and eat it too, And what I don't eat I'm gonna force feed you, I'm not looking for consolation, Maybe I could settle for compensation, Have my cake and eat it too, And if it's all a lie I'm gonna say it's all true.