by mike
waking up is the hardest
oh i might be, in a bad mood
gotta get myself up and get my day on
theyre saying that youre late
you got schedules to make
throwing everything in the garabage
thats a depressive state
when will there be escape
wont happen if we dont change our ways
dont hold your breath
they dont want you to change
but life will ebb and flow
its all you know
its 7 oclock and youre on the phone, alone, calling home
saying im sorry i feel selfish
dont mean to put my problems in first gear
but im driving fast and all i want is a good laugh
hard to realize nothings perfect,
thats all on purpose
its complicated
