I been doing this for too long
Working on another f*cking song
Wishing that I make ends meet
Working for my family
I been trying to get some way
Sometimes I don't even f*cking care
What's the point without of living without real friends
What's the point of breathing if it's pretend
I been dead inside for so long
Workin on another f*cking song
Wishing that my pain would just meet
Hopin that I fall asleep
I'm cryin in the distance somewhere
Sometimes I don't even f*cking care
What's the point of working if it's free time
What's the point of giving if I don't fly
Oo, I worry, I worry, I worry, worry
Mm, I worry, I worry