‘Till I Die
Intro (spoken)
This song is about
First world problems
Ok
Verse 1
It Seems these exams are getting on top of me
Probably cause the girls do the same thing recently
So if only I had one shred of decency
I'd brake it off with each of them and focus on just me
It seems really crazy That Ive become so lazy
Made me in too deep So deep that all I see is navy
So If all of this sh** just doesn't seem to faze me
Its cause it doesn't mean sh** when ill be pushing up Daisy's
I'm only 19 and I'm thinking about d**h
It's all I care about, apart from my rep
I'm only alive cos I owe my dad a debt
Without him my life would be one huge mess
Im scared for myself that I dont get stressed
Of the fact that I haven't pa**ed any of my tests
Only focused on getting girls undressed
People ask me questions an excuse to confess
Saying things that's way to personal
Guess my work ethic's not very professional
No time for me on their busy schedule
So im Feeling alienated like an extraterrestrial
Chorus
Busy working 9 till 5
God please let me get off this ride
I'm fed up of going through life abiding my time
But I'm stuck hear just waiting till I die
X2
Parents getting on my back
I'm not happy about that
Dads getting stressed over me
I don't want to cause a heart attack
And I know my mum likes to overreact
So I feel at anytime she could just snap
My friends doing the same about now
Seems like all our grades are going down
Probably caue each week go to town
Do it for our sorrows to drown
If the king then where's my crown
Should stay in myself instead of going out
That works in too ways
Either my work ethics have to change
Or be like I used to be
And not the person I am today
Didn't like who I was anyway
Now the fun doesn't seem the same
I forgotten how to play the game
So I'm left behind like a false starter
Need to Play hard but work harder
That's the motivation to get farther
Instead of giving that responsibility to my father
So i learn for a job that never come
Dreaming of mansions but living in slums
Want a fast cars but on the bus with scum
Working a jobs thats never done
Asking when is the time for fun
Spending the night sat on my bum
Playing games unlike some
Who actually work for what they want
Chorus
Busy working 9 till 5
God please let me get off this ride
I'm fed up of going through life abiding my time
But I'm stuck hear just waiting till I die
X2
It's like when things are looking up I fall flat on my face
Or somebody tripped me up in the final lap of the race
Rug taken from under my feet and never get replaced
Nothing to fall back on, it just goes without a trace
Then noone tries to help you up
Why is this world so f**ed up
Guess its down to luck
Even though sometimes that not enough
But i don't want to put the effort in
Sitting through life not bothering just messing
So when you put me under questioning
I'm to lazy to even learn the lesson then
It's like my heart and head are wrestling
Double doubleyou belt, work or women
That felt like the knock out blow
I have no idea which way to go
The way every one else knows
Then maybe i can reach my goals
Or should i just get high to cancel out these lows