Being born is being given the world
That's what they say
Underestimated, orchestrated every day
As you've blinked your eyes, a dozen a dime
Nobody conspires
You'll finish school, life's four, five years away
But you know all these years, they've died along the way
I've got my papers in my pocket, worked hard for them every day
Well it gets me money, but takes my dreams away
And I can not just knock it off, I can't knock it off,
I want to say that life flows through my veins, life's on the run
Habits out run you all the way
I've been waiting, and fading into a kind
Society decides
I've been waiting, debating the daily grind left efficiency aside
And, oh, it should be decertified
It's a state of mind
Society decides
I've been waiting, and fading into a kind
Society decides
I've been waiting, to make it all or make a fall and lose it all
If the world's the gift, give it all
