overhead, or over the horizon,
that sun will go on shining.
It ain't up to me,
but if it were I would decree,
that I could have a little more time.
Time to catch up on the things I've got to do,
things that will fulfil my life not things to buy my food.
But if I had so much time, sitting in my hands,
I'd just waste it mulling over all my awesome plans.
So tip that bucket on my head,
kick me out of bed.
Toss me from the front door.
Wake me from the dead.
It's about time that I got a better line to introduce myself,
'cause all I ever do is whine about my mental health.
Is it my work? Is it my diet? or the hand that I was dealt?
Tell me, should I bet, or fold, or just curl up and melt?
that sun will go on shining.
It ain't up to me,
but if it were I would decree,
that I could have a little more time.
Time to catch up on the things I've got to do,
things that will fulfil my life not things to buy my food.
But if I had so much time, sitting in my hands,
I'd just waste it mulling over all my awesome plans.
So tip that bucket on my head,
kick me out of bed.
Toss me from the front door.
Wake me from the dead.
It's about time that I got a better line to introduce myself,
'cause all I ever do is whine about my mental health.
Is it my work? Is it my diet? or the hand that I was dealt?
Tell me, should I bet, or fold, or just curl up and melt?
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