So by the looks of it it\'s come back to this,
Me spending what little money I have on the p**s,
What you\'d say as a worthless piece of existance,
It\'s time to change all that,
Time to stop living as a doormat,
Time to put on my thinking hat,
Cause I\'m tired of living that way,
Same shit different day,
Prove to them who doubted me,
But I see I have to prove to myself,
That I can get off this shelf,
The shelf of unenployment,
Cause despite what they say I\'m not content,
With the lifestyle i lead,
Sometimes i wish i could make myself bleed,
So now it\'s time to look on the up,
Stop pretending i just don\'t give a f**k,
In this life you don\'t get no luck,
You gotta make it yourself,
And that\'s what i goota do for myself,
Start listening to the advice i give,
To people who ask how I\'d live,
With the problems they\'re dealt,
Cause if i don\'t i\'ll melt,
From bad to worse,
Prove it wrong this ain\'t a curse,
And i\'m not ready to leave in a hearse,
So it\'s time to wake up and smell the coffee,
And me to be happy,
The old me,
The me we need to see
