Struck - Hey Richie, You Ain't So Rich lyrics

V1 Four years ago we were just kids, Four years today, were kids with dreams, And hopes of better things, You could never see With a little motivation, Youre still at the starting line, Of what could have been, The best days of your lives, CHORUS Youre on your own, Youre all alone, How does it feel to be you? Your heads held high, But youre not right this time, Put your money where your mouth is, Youre out of luck and you got there on your own, Game over, (Game Over) V2 And, Ive been preaching on this soapbox From the tip of my tounge, to the back of my lungs If you stand for nothing, Then youll fall for anything (Fall for anything) The endless pursuit of perfection Undertaken by those who show whats inside, Do you feel that you broke the connection, Tell me Ive lied, Why dont you try. Outro Sticks and stones will your bones will break your bones and the world will always hurt you, We are what we witness and only in sickness will we appreciate value, Sticks and stones will break your bones and the world will always hurt you For worse or for better were in this together and we wont forget you