Verse 1
I canāt believe it.
I promised I would.
But I didnāt know Iād have to give it back at the end of the road.
Shouldāve given more thought, maybe taken control.
Where do you go when the world says youāre hopeless and cold?
If Iām headed for hellāhell, Iāll ready the boat.
We can roll out any moment, all I need is some rope.
Donāt leave a note, no oneās gonna read itāthey wonāt.
Itās been a joke, half my life spent hanginā with my folks.
Got no friends; in the end they just pretend.
Would they lend a hand? Well⦠that depends.
If it helps āem, yeah, probably then.
But when itās all said and done, we donāt talk again.
Chorus 1
I canāt do much, Iām livinā in a rush.
Aināt nobody left I feel I can trust.
Seven years down, Lord knows itās been rough.
Sittinā alone, wonderinā if loveās enough.
Verse 2
I remember that bus, you said you loved me.
Said you didnāt care I aināt have money.
I laughed it off but it cut through meā
My prideās the only thing still true to me.
Touch it wrong, I start losinā me.
So when Iām gone and itās time to go,
Hope thereās cash in the safe, somethinā small for you to blow.
All these moments flyinā by, any breath I could die,
Just lean back, stop askinā why.
Everybody got me standinā on nerves that burn.
It hurtsākeeps gettinā worse till Iām ridinā in a hearse.
I feel cursed, but the thirst still worksā
Early bird chasinā worms through dirt.
Chorus 2
Never feels like itās my familyās time to shine.
Want them to win before I go get mine.
I wasnāt thinkinā clear back then,
Just hopinā someone might hear me again.
But they didnātāand they wonāt.
Life donāt joke, death donāt postpone.
Verse 3
If my dad was alive, heād say the same:
āDonāt let the pain own my name.ā
Heād want me to speak it proud, not ashamed.
Now Iām twenty-four, half my life gone.
Kinda shocked I made it this long.
Everything wrong still goinā on,
All I ever wanted was to give back to Mom.
Clock keep tickinā, time runs out,
Gotta move now, canāt d***n in doubt.
Final Chorus / Outro
Canāt do muchālivinā in a rush,
Mama still hurtinā, thatās enough.
Wish I could buy her that house on a lot,
But daydreams fade and the bills donāt stop.
Still I swear Iām destined for the top.
Yeah⦠Iām destined for the top.
(fade: soft guitar, one long exhale)