We're burning holes in the back of our minds Scraping by on the thought that we're alive We're staying stagnant for no good reason You're a rotten tooth, decaying friendships and wasting youth So why should I feel bad for you? Because life is just a big game And you can't win if you don't risk everything So if a worn-out fret board gives you purpose Give it all of your time and it will be worth it And everything will be fine If money doesn't matter when you're dead Then why chase dollar signs in your head? 'Cause your net worth isn't the measurement of a man Yeah you're the cookie cutter mold, to our broken society You need to learn to be happy with less Because life is all we have, it's our existence and all we know It's a blessing to wake up and find out that you're alive So if a worn-out fret board gives you purpose Give it all of your time and it will be worth it And everything will be fine