It's half past 4 and I've just got out of bed It got wild last night and now it's burning through my head I woke up fully dressed with my make up still on Trying to remember what the hell I've done
This major anxiety came creeping cross my chest It takes away my energy and leaving me depressed The price keeps getting higher and the consequences too And my imagination is running out of things to do
I'll shape it up I'll start freshin the morning I won't screw up I've got my last warning Tomorrow is a bran' new day And everything will be ok
I'll straighten out I will get it together There's not doubts I've been under the weather Tomorrow's got bran' new sound And everything will turn around I guess, I think I know I don't wanna feel this low
That long lost love's been an illusion all along They say what doesn't kill you is suppose to make you strong But I've been on the edge and I've been falling down the hill And picking up speed feels like time stands still
I'm drained of inspiration and I'm running out of fuel I've had this conversation since I graduated school I've been told I'm just a dreamer with unrealistic goals That I can't face reality cause I ain't got the balls
I will be good, I'll start tomorrow Just like it should, there'll be no sorrow I will be fucking amazing and I'll do it with class