[Verse 1: Sesta]
For the first twenty years of your life, someone's there to tell you
Do something [?], you hear it at night
So you turn out just right, just like them
[?] mean nothing, no trice, no threat
If you're thinking you can't live 'til you die
Well, that's a piece of cake, for someone put their dick in your mic, yeah
You can't hide when you're crippled inside
Let it said [???]
I guess that's just a place we're at
How you gonna find a girl with a face like that?
[???] being under enormous
Pressure to [???]
If you just need something to walk on
You don't get it? Then it's probably your song
They said it would be easy, they couldn't be more wrong
[???]

[Hook: Ash Grunwald]
If your parents told you life would be easy
They fucked you over, they fucked you over
If your parents told you life would be easy
They fucked you over, they fucked you over

[Verse 2: Hons]
Now, I told you before, I give you more of the raw
More of that uncooked 'Oars [?]
I like mine de-fried, man I've been fried
Six AM and the tele, still staring at lights
Hons one, someone you gotta love
Spend my Saturdays trying to play to field with some soccer mums
I've been a rotten [-cunt-], bet you got more than one
[?] proper drunk
I've got a lot of love, life hard of shit
Doesn't help growing up, being that bastard kid
Spent my teenage years living honey-pot broke
Pretty much guaranteed that [?]
I wouldn't change one day of the past
No regrets and I live every day as my last
I've got no career but plenty of jobs
To write rhymes [?] Hons