7 in the morning, I've got to go to work
To put some bread upon the table
You know I'm not, a rich man class
I'm a lower mutant hero
And to spend my time for others
To help their dreams become real
While I see mine's, flushing down the sewer
Is that really a good deal?

Maybe this is why I'm here
To make phonies just look better
I think I give the best of me
Maybe I am not so clever
But at least I work for my share everyday
Russian roulette is not a game I'm on
I roll my dice day after day
Looking for chances trying to take off

That awkward moment when you ask
What I'm doing with my life?
Then you realize is "nothing"
I've been trapped for too long
Living sometimes on the dole
Looking forward to see something

My emotions are behind myself
I react without no warning
Will take time for you to understand
There's some lambs that can't be owned
C'mon, tell me that I am your friend
Just tell me what you want
Can't correct what need no fix
Now I'll make it on my own

That awkward moment when you ask
What I'm doing with my life?
Then you realize is nothing
I've been trapped for too long
Living sometimes on the dole
Looking forward to see something

Now I guess it comes to an end
Now it's time to let it go
Maybe no salvation in here for me
But there's still maybe for you
Blur conclusions drop no foolish lands
I'll keep on searching for a scope
One thing is for sure
I tell you my friend
I won't die as a drudge