Complacency Is Treason

Its just been one of those decades, head aches and heart break Guess i'd rather finish early, than start late Vision blurry, kinda surely, wake up at half past 8 Every second wednesday getting paid to procrastinate And i'm the poster child for half assed Just give me one or two along the way and you can take the last laugh Grieving for my adolescence, raise the flag at half mast Meloncholly mindstate heart in a glass jar It aint all bad, it could be worse I could be tied down with 3 kids ironing shirts And hate my husband more than anybody else on this earth I'm doing dishes clean the kitchen till i lie in a hearse, f*ck That shit is not for me but i don't know what is I dedicate my life to tryna find the right alternative Cos 9-5 don't look so nice and everyone's conservative No HR department when its in the real world you live Scared to blink an eye years fly by Over night what a sight 25 still haven't got my life right Damn, i need get my life right Play with animals and waste time and write rhymes Thats all i ever do, i should be better at this Even i can see i start to get repetitive I mean i like what i do so i'm not sure its negative Distract myself from real life never finish anything I guess the truth hurts, i kinda missed the boat Like here i am in adult land and i don't have the skills to cope Its pouring down i'm thawing out left the house without a coat Everybody's building homes and i'm just tryna stay afloat F*ck i complain a lot, wish that could be my job Even when my life is awesome i still hate whats going on Cos somethin's wrong inside of me we seem to fight like cat and dog Its hard to value anyone when me and i don't get along Rolled the dice with my sights set on Mayfair Go directly to hell and you can fuckin stay there That's what I get for playing and it's a crying shame No one ever told me not to treat life like a game I wanna run away - I always run away Every day a new problem I don't have the strength to face Outer body out my mind watching it decintegrate Slipping through my fingers it's a mission just to concentrate No body got it locked stability is fleeting You got a mind, make it up, what do you believe in? A wise man once said complacency is treason I should probably settle down haven't found a reason No idea who I am so I'm living in doubt I have had a quarter century to try and figure it out Had it up to here, kick me when I'm down If you want a fuckin piece of me there's several laying on the ground