Sometimes I wish I were like you and I could party it up Live for the moment, loosen up and just not give a fuck But I’m grumpy and thus I am shunning the clubs They’re for beautiful people and I’m ugly as fuck A little nutty, uptight and not funny enough Plus I get nothing from dry-humping the sluttiest cunts, nuh I want a girl that’s lovely and smart Is she among those fucking drunks? Ha, probably not But it’s tough to see the ugliness behind all the make-up Long eyelashes prettify the eyes of the snake And it’s easier to turn a blind eye than awake And then have to look at greatness realize that it’s fake It’s even tougher though to truly see a beautiful mind These days it’s hard to see the beauty in eyes Cause we’re so used to abuse people, ruefully I See the cruelty as we do speak the most beautiful lies For sexual adventures we’re taking advantage Not thinking for a second about the damage that we cause We just move on to next one, neglect or forget them Man if that is our standard, something’s definitely wrong Yeah the serenade is dead, the education lacks Thanks Hollywood, you sent us on some devastating tracks Had us emulating actors, sold us images of love When we woke up it was too late to shake the desolate effects Go ahead, Robert Pattinson, tell me what love is Shut the fuck up! Love is nothing but problems Suffering hardships, coughing up blood It’s kinda funny how it’s love that uncovers you’re heartless Cause you’re getting fucked, and not the way you wanna But by staring at the phone, waiting for a text that never comes Bitch has a boyfriend! She never told you so you call her, straight to voicemail No response as the hours accumulate Lights go on as the town illuminates I should go home but I’m gonna stay out I don’t wanna talk, I wanna get lost in the crowd Plus if I would go home, I couldn’t sleep anyway I’d lie in bed and ponder, down and blue Cause every now and then I get a little bit lonely And guess who’s never coming round, it’s you Once upon a time I was falling in love Yeah, now I’m only falling apart That was a long time ago but I was head over toes If would see her now I’d call her a slut See I was hurt in fact, a nervous wreck now I’m asserting that I only been in love once, then I learned from that I grew a shell no fuckin’ words can crack I knew that hell could not be worse than that That pain in your chest, when your heart got broken So I guess it’s safe to say that my heart’s not open Telling me to grow up? Go fuck yourself! I know isolation, solitude and nothing else Been at the same point for years and nothing’s improving Guess I’m not as goddamn lucky as you and I know it sounds awfully rough but it’s true that For some of us love is just a fucking illusion It’s not what we had been led to believe it was by daily soaps And I get rabies from the songs they’re playing on the radio Maybe though it’s true, only the unloved hate Okay cool, then I assume my rage is understandable

Maybe I’m just a kid, hard-knocked and pissed Cause I been lied to, look me in the eye, say karma exists Say hard work pays off, it’s so fucking funny So you get what you give, huh? That’s all shit! See In this life you don’t get what you deserve You don’t get what you want and even less what you’d have earned Nuh, you get what you get and that’s that I’m just trying to find a way to make it work Yeah, I’m trying not to crack like the liberty bell But every now and then this feels like I’m living in hell Man, I’m shivering, this place that I’m living in is empty My one room apartment’s like a prisoner’s cell There’s this odd feeling in the pit of my stomach My gut’s empty, still I think Imma vomit I got about a thousand thoughts a minute and each one Scares the shit out of me, I’m Yeah I’m starting my mornings By waking up way before my alarm goes off And that said, I would rather not lose sleep Yet I get, beggars cannot be choosy Life’s a beautiful struggle, I think that’s true, see It’s just that lately I’m struggling to see the beauty Life’s a beautiful struggle, I think that’s true, see It’s just that lately I’m struggling to see the beauty My strength got tested again Went from aggression back to sadness to aggression again Yeah, I was battling depression again Fell down, held out, was a mess of a man But I never cared what the rest of ‘em said None of the tears I ever cried made me less of a man Nuh, the opposite is true, there’s no doubt in my mind And if you beg to differ, tell me how many times Did you fight back tears in front of your dad? Did you reach out to peers and none of ‘em cared? How many times did you put that fucking gun to your head? Cause it’s gotten so bad, yeah it’s gotten so bad Tell me how often do you have to get up and vomit From the pain in your stomach? Nuh, answer me honestly That’s what I thought, I see My life going down the drain, just like the Spanish economy Had to learn how kisses sting and love hurts The truth will set you free but it’ll piss you off first And I’m pissed like I never knew that I could be Cause lately life is too true to be good, see This world can be a sleazy fucking prison And geez, it’s got me thinking Why the fuck are times so hard? Fuck, if only life was easy but it isn’t, it just isn’t I got the strongest mind but it’s just heavily damaged Like Anthony Pettis, when he lost his title Sometimes I think I was built to crack, but Somehow I still got the will to last I know so many people who think that it’s tough, it is But they don’t deal with half of the shit that I struggle with They give up though when they’re hitting the bottom They threw in the towel and now they drink till they wobble But I’m too much of a man to be a bitch to the bottle I’m too smart of a guy to think it fixes a problem I get down, but every time I’m getting back up And then life hits a little bit harder I was built on this struggle, I have dealt with such pain Shit, when the painkillers worked that was a hell of a day And by god it was tough for me to bury my dreams At the age of twenty-two when my body gave up on me You talk about hell, man, fuck, I’ve been there Half of my days consist of just hanging in there Today might be the present but it’s not a gift Cause life it isn’t easy, man, it’s hard as shit

So I’m 25 now and still broke as fuck Surviving mostly now on hope and luck But I’m old enough to know it’s tough And let’s be honest, man, I highly doubt that hope’s enough I see people around me making thousands a month While I make about a thousand a month Man, I can’t get it right, you know damn well I’m trying And all my friends are getting high while I’m down on my luck Can pay the rent, except for that I ain’t got dough for shit Those days, I really thought I got over it No pity is needed but it's a shitty-ass feeling When you work your ass off and have nothing to show for it Your job sucks, your boss, well that guy is an ass I want cash, bitch! Not time and a half But what do you know? You don’t have a care in the world The only thing life has taught me’s to prepare for the worst You’re bumping 2 Chainz and 2 Pac, shit I don’t make 2k with 2 jobs I’m still broke counting pennies and cents So you’re back on your grind, huh? Well I’ve never been anywhere else This is having leftovers of lunch for dinner Wearing the same jacket every single goddamn winter This’ a shitty feeling like the itch on your heels, That you get from wearing out the pair of kicks on your feet Every time you’re going out you buy booze for a hunny Nice to see you can afford to be foolish with money See I can’t, unlike you and your buddies I simply can’t cause gotta buy food with that money Say I’m always complaining and you call me a grouch Bitch, my apartment is too motherfucking small for a couch You don’t look that broke by the way you’re walking around Man, what the fuck are you talking about? My clothes are mostly second hand, clothes you’d never wear Imma say it yet again, why don’t you get it man? The only reason why I’m not in the red is Because I don’t blow through the little money I have See I don’t buy stuff that I cannot afford like you, shit I’m broke and not dumb, I’m all sorts of prudent And I wouldn’t take handouts if my life was on the line I’d rather go cook meth with a former student, oh yeah Motherfuckers go to clubs and cool their Hennessey in buckets While I’m breaking even at the end of every single month That’s right! I rarely ever party Cause you can’t make it rain with only pennies in your pockets And you’re telling me to stop it ‘cause my parents got some money I’d rather blow a ton of cocks than let my daddy pay for college Wouldn’t take it if he offered it, stubborn as shit Not a kid who gets it but a man who makes the money You’re still getting breastfed, so don’t you hide it from me, man I speak the truth, so don’t you lie to me either We got the same damn job and you’re driving a beamer? We got the same damn job, you’re wearing Nike and Adidas? I might stand alone but I stand as a man Don’t need a brand-name on my pants to represent what I am What I wear is what Richie Rich is scrubbing the floors with What I wear is just the shit that I can fucking afford, bitch That’s only half the truth. Here’s the rest I ain’t lying If I could afford the shit you wear, I still wouldn’t buy it Cause only dumb and flat bitches wear abercombie and fitch And Mike Jeffries, that maggot, he can suck on my dick

You know I’ve never been afraid to put the nail in the coffin And even as I speak I’m holding plenty of grudges Yeah, I have a hard time investing my trust Cause when I do, I always seem to end up with nothing That’s right, I’m no forgiver forgetter Ask Sarah, no I didn’t forget her Think I didn’t remember what you’ve done? Hurt me once and I’ll be bitter forever (bitter forever) I might come off as an utter fucking dick to people But that’s okay cause your opinion don’t mean shit to me Just saying I ain’t afraid to call a spade a spade So if you’re friends with your ex, you’re a motherfucking bitch to me Answer that text, you’re a motherfucking bitch to me Taking her back, you’re a motherfucking bitch to me Trade your honor for your hand in her crotch Well Guess what? You’re a motherfucking bitch to me Now they walk up to me, smiling from ear to ear Saying that it’s such a shame they didn’t hear from me Here’s the deal, phones work both ways, bitch And my number’s been the same for more than 15 years So if you wanted to talk, you could’ve sent me text And I prolly would’ve texted you back But you didn’t and I don’t consider someone That I haven’t seen in nearly half a decade a friend And even back then, you would’ve never returned favors Guess we have never been friends in the first place I needed help, back then I was weak Now I’m a lion and a lion doesn’t hang out with sheep You’re a stranger to me, so don’t mistake me for fam, man The last thing I wanna shake is your damn hand I toast to the few, who stood true It’s champaign for my real and real pain for my sham friends I got a chip on my shoulder, I’m battling Demons from the past, I’ve never moved on from anything I’m bitter about my past, bitter about my exes I’m so bitter when I piss the whole shitter smells like lemons Yeah I’m bitter about those rats who left me when it mattered Lars, I’m talking about you, my weasely friend I hope you’re praying every day to never see me again Cause I promise, motherfucker, I would beat you to death Yeah, I put a lot of stock in the stuff you said I really thought that I could trust you, man Remember? I helped you out but never got your help So eat a dick like the bitch you are and fuck yourself You heard it once and Imma make sure you heard it again I don’t have trust issues, I just learned from the past So there’s no need for me to be concealing the fact That hard feelings are the only fucking feelings I have See if I feel your respect, I will treat you like family Would catch a bullet for you, let your shield be my chest But if as soon as shit gets hard you are leaving my ass Imma hold a fucking grudge that I will keep till I’m dead