Lyric

One more day of work

One less day of my life

Man, am I making it worth

Or am I wasting my time?

Yea, I know I’m wasting

In the end, wealth

Won’t be enough to pay my health

Too expensive

I got too many dreams

Those that seems impossible

Improbables

The one that people would tell me

To stop it, “No!”

Cause I’m not based on logical

Hunger ain’t biological

I’m under pressure like Logic

But suffer or laughter

That is optional

I’m trying to keep solid on

The days I prolly don’t

Feel comfortable

On my inner and outer zone

Can’t live without a phone

Addict, I’m not my own

Notification tones

Don’t mean companion

Plus, further in end

No doubt I’ll die alone

On the other hand

I’d rather die young

Cause in a sense

It ain’t about if life’s long

I understand that life’s better

If you aware to die for something

Think, dream, not green

Bling bling, working

Months, weeks

Don’t see, gon’ see

This temporarely work

Become 30 Years

Think, dream, not green

Bling bling, working

Months, weeks

Don’t see, gon’ see

This temporarely work

Become

You’re a beauty paint

But your beauty faint

More and more everyday

Cause you living the same way

Same job, same people

Can’t stop, same reason

Same spot, blame demon

Pray to god, faith’s feeble

Weekend’s worth

The weekdays working

Back to the track on monday

Weekend’s worth

The weekdays working

I care about your health

You care about the lack of money

That’s important, hey

I won’t lie

But is it valuable enough

To fade the bright of your eyes?

Is it bright if I cry?

Lately, tears the only way they glimmer

Wait for the spring that never comes

Living on this winter

Plus, further in end

No doubt I’ll die with none

On the other hand

You want the best for your mom

Cause in a sense

It ain’t about if life’s long

I understand that life’s better

If you aware to die for someone…

Trying to find happiness

Or maybe just smile temporarely

I’m barely smiling lately

Always surrounded

By many people and ladies

It made me take for granted

My own company

That’s why when I’m alone here

I hated, I’m jaded

I realized that in the end

No one’s your friend

I live on cycle, gets me psycho

Need somebody who can end it…