I keep doing and doing, I keep pushing and pushing coz that's the only solution i gotta eat,
i am waking up working my feet are acing and hurting, no time to sleep
two jobs at the same time working in a bar got me working nine to five
try to find the time to write a rhyme can't seemed to find a peace of mind
too much to take at one time the boss says don't hide that smile
tending and pretending i am fine still waiting for my euro ninety-nine