[Verse 1: Paycheck]
Yeah, if I was an artist, I'd make a painting of life
And picture frame the beauty of the stars in the night
One stroke of the brush can hide the bad, make everything good
But this engine's overheating, better pop the hood
Every day is hell, where the hell is a humanity
Gotta open up our eyes and stop ignoring reality
Are we ever told the truth? We only see what they choose
To put on television, what they air on the news
I wanna live in a world where poverty's minority
And there's no suicide when you don't fit in with majority
We're Generation Z, more like Generation Dead
Should we ever listen to a word that X and Y have said?
I know it's hard every time you have to get up
I know it's hard every time but never let up
Trust me, when I'm telling you my heart can feel your pain
Even though it's hard, one day it's gotta change

[Hook: Paycheck]
So come and cut me open, all my scars will heal
You can numb my body, but no matter what I'll feel
So come and cut me open, I will always dream
You can try to hide my voice, I'll find a way to scream

[Verse 2: Paycheck]
We're all living in this life together
Always knowing nothing lasts forever
I'm holding on to what's precious to me
The thoughts, the dreams, the memories
Every day, every way, we're changing
Stay forever young, even as we're ageing
I'm holding on to what's precious to me
The thoughts, the dreams, the memories, yeah