This is a song about "Walk the moon"

I used to have a nine to five

Take the walk of my life

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

If you said yes i would give you the moon

I'm not moving like a cartoon

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

I walk into the fuckin bar

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar