i'm spread out so thin
don't know where to begin
just trying to keep my $#&@ing life on track

get the $#&@ off my back!
don't know where i find the time
to do this to myself

constantly walk the line
between weakness and $#&@ing wealth


how can any of this %#@! be real?
when i've completely forgotten how to $#&@ing feel
push away all of my friends

for a mean that won't justify the ends
i gotta kill this $#&@ing trend
before i bury my head in the sand again


i'm just trying to stay afloat
but no matter what the case there's always knives at my throat

i'm at the end of my $#&@ing rope
but regardless of the case i always seem to cope


and i can never lose my hope
and we can never lose our hope
and if we never lose our hope

we can never lose