Get Up

I've been complaining about my life Only bad thoughts fill my mind Since the last three weeks Everything seems going wrong, ¡yeah! And it looks like everything is my fault I just don't know what to do It looks so hard now getting through And now I'm thinking just, giving up But then a voice inside me starts to shout Right from the bottom of my soul ¡ Get Up, Get Up! ¡Clean yourself and keep pushing! ¡ Get Up, Get Up! ¡There is no joy without suffer! ¡ Get Up, Get Up! All these things will make you stronger! ¡ Get Up, Get Up! ¡Woooaaah! But then a voice inside me starts to shout Right from the bottom of my soul ¡ Get Up, Get Up! ¡Clean yourself and keep pushing! ¡ Get Up, Get Up! ¡There is no joy without suffer! ¡ Get Up, Get Up! All these things will make you stronger! ¡ Get Up, Get Up! ¡Woooaaah!