Lack of time and energy, from working all the hours
Has left me bled and dry, and feeling kind of down
The more hours that I work, the more tax I gotta give
So when it comes to writing songs, I'm struggling to commit
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
When your bodies full of spots. When you don't know what you've got
The last thing on your mind, is churning out a song
When you can't see and your deaf. And your throat is sore and dry
I can't sing to save my life and all I wanna do is die
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time