Intro

Yeah, look

Cadet corps, late night

Chief in the hall, man, it don't feel right

Listen up!

Verse 1

Chief sitting quiet, staring at the floor

Polished up boots, but he hates this corps

Homesick, tired, counts every single day

Wants to pack his bags and just run away

Heavy-hearted leader, but he holds the line

Gotta play the Chief, pretend he's doing fine

Gazing out the window, trapped behind the gates

Sad inside his chest, but he accepts his fate

Chorus

Chief in the corps, yeah he feeling so low

Wants to break free, got nowhere to go

Heavy on his mind, but the bass gonna drop