Everyone's running around like they got someplace to be, but
Guess I'm doing pretty good right here
Why we in a hurry, overcome by the worry
Hating on a life in the need of a story
Doing alright with a hint of the darkness
Doing alright, can't argue with the heartless
Filling a void with shit-colored roses and smiles
I've been at this for a while, why do onlookers think that I'm entitled
I abide by life, live in the minds of the people who fight
Live and we die, I guess that I won't burn in silence
Reject all the lies and the promises
I got a solemn wish, I got a problem with
Living
I guess it all just moves a little too fast for some of us
And I'm one of them