Days go on and I just drone out
Zone out thinking what am I going to do about
This life I'm leading and this air I'm breathing
Which is better? Which is worse?
sometimes I feel cursed
To let history repeat itself until I end up in a hearse
Sometime you're not going to be able to blame someone else until all that's left is your own doing
Ask yourself when did you stop pursuing?
Those wild dreams and adventures you talked so vividly about?
You only fail, when you quit!
Success is inevitable so let me tell you quick
Take both hands and get a grip
Because it's your life to live and you're stuck with it