Woke up, felt shit
Stared at the ceiling
Stood up, lived life
I was in misery
Day gone, thatās life
Itās gonna be alright
Next day, same shit
Crying in my bed
In the middle of the fucking night
Yeah
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Not again, thisāll end
This gonā be the last night
1 am, winterās night
Going for a run now
Bare trees, empty streets
Lungs filled with cold air
Feeling good, I am strong
I can turn my life around
Go to bed, next day
I am feeling alright
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āNext week, wake up
Stare at the ceiling
Lifeās shit, Iām down
Itās a fucking tragedy
Every week, this that
Feels like it never ends
Feelinā bad, I am weak
Canāt do this anymore
Take the phone, call a friend
Tears crashing on the floor
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āGrab a pen, sit down
Write it all down now
From your head, to the paper
Thoughts travel down your arm
How you feel, what you want
All on a single page
Take a pin, to the wall
See it every day now
Fail it once, fail it twice
Fail a fucking thousand times
Cry out, get up
Make it better next timeEvery step, so small
Barely any progress made
Looking back, way back
Iāve come a long way
Fell down, got up
More than a thousand times
Feelinā shit, feelinā great
Yin-Yang all the way
Still here, still rocking
This game called my life
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