I am that kid with a face full of cake
ignorant bitch with a taste for the hate
life is my ride and I'll squeeze til it breaks
yelling bye bye to my need to escape
smirk like a fist, fist like blimp
sailing right by watch your boat sink
saying my my, hope you can swim
if not it's high time you learn so think quick
so much work that'll never see day
more all the time is all I keep saying
pushing so hard that I seizure and faint
even Caesar would say 'man just leave it today'
I have no patience for the slow dance
I'm at a pace to grope with both hands
life is no game to play among friends
let's grown up, fake the romance
not like I am one of a kind
even god like are forgotten in time
sure of what lies at the bottom of life
I walk on white lies to borrow some time
and somehow think that if I can do this
then my life is worth more than a wife and two kids
like death really gives more than two shits
he's come to collect just to buy some new kicks
really what is there between what you do
and me all out here, breathing voodoo
I lie to myself by creating new truth
whenever I'm dealt a hand like two shoes
like I am hard done, had some bum luck
if I keep trying then I'll come the fuck up
same old shit, plays, won't stop
and I'm stuck on this ride and I need to throw up

and we don't need a light, no
to see that we're on fire, for more
a reason we can die for

working two jobs to get on my feet
engine and fuel lights up on my jeep
drive til it dies and leave on the street
if I seem wired it's not you it's me
cash for my care, rags that I wear
last on my list I don't actually care
haven't done tax backing up years
let alone hex for imagined careers
leave 'em be while the banks roll on
no peace can be known for that man, so long
showing teeth only for show and I'm gone
I'm so weak from yelling 'you phoney hold on'
now I see I'm just short of escape
I might as well slip, and fall to a break
at least this way, we call it a day
how could I have known it would end in a mess
I'm a nice bloke, don't envy my friends
aim yea high and I bury my stress
waited my time and I've been on that bench
knowing what it's like just come second best
never thought I would be comfortable there
I didn't mean to go run on ahead
and I didn't need you to take some of that stress
I've a love for pain and abuse
I've got enough, to say what is true
call me insane, it's probably due
at the end of the day I am not gonna lose
I'm more than I seem, but less than all here
have all I need but can't afford to just live
I warn you my friend, I'm all for this shit
cornered again, and going all in

and we don't need a light, no
to see that we're on fire, for more
a reason we can die for