[Verse 1]
What's the point of telling the truth anymore
When there are people waiting for you to fall to the floor
I keep my thoughts to myself, like a nice young man
But understand it’s only 'cause I think you’d hate me again
Where’s the fun in trying your best all the time
Looks like it’s easier to let things flow and not force the rhyme
At least not all the time

[Pre-Chorus]
I guess this is life (is this life?) (this life?)
God I'm alive
And I will take it upon myself to decidе what is wrong from right
I'll do what I like (what I like) (I like)
This if my lifе
And it goes like

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I wake up and I’m real pissed off
And my head goes
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"
I smoke a bit and try not to cough
And my lungs go
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"
How many times in a day do I think to myself
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"
How many times in a day do I say to myself
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"
[Verse 2]
I made a list of all the things I could do tomorrow
Instead of sleeping in
I’m shedding off dead skin
And letting go of who I once was
Someday I swear I’ll beat the system
And break every rule 'till I’m numb
I’m learning to run
Away from the things that scream “run”

[Pre-Chorus]
I guess this is life (is this life?), Oh
And I will take it upon myself to decide what is wrong from right
I'll do what I like (what I like) (I like)
This is my life
And it goes like

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I wake up and I’m real pissed off
(I wake up and I’m real pissed off)
And my head goes (my head goes)
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"
I smoke a bit and try not to cough
(I smoke a bit and try not to cough)
And my lungs go (my lungs go)
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"
How many times in a day do I think to myself
(how many times in a day do I think to myself)
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"
How many times in a day do I say to myself
(how many times in a day do I say to myself)
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you, fuck you"