Aircon

You used to ride ten miles to school
At least that’s what you said to me
You think I’m young, think I’m a fool
But there since you choose not to see
It’s not that I don’t have respect
But it’s a chain I have to break
The dollar’s open and I can’t regret
I threw the rock for my own sake
Please turn the aircon off, it’s getting colder in here
But you don’t think it’s warming up outside
It’s not a life we’re meant to live
You call it comfort, that’s not it
Out of sight, out of mind
That’s where others take the hit
Please turn the aircon off, it’s getting colder in here
But you don’t think it’s warming up outside
You count the days and it’s looking here
Your worrying just makes me tired