Still Standing Here

With my plastic cup I'm bored and outta luck
Depressed and nobody's home
And no I'm not in love because I had enough
I'm standing on my own

Because your hope plus your salary can't make a good reality
Your brainwashed in your fears
It's nothing but a crowd to me
These people always doubted me
But I'm still standing here

I'm giving all I can to someday make it through
I would do it all again to make some better moves

Time is on the run but still I'm having fun
I don't care what they say
Shoot my back with a gun under the summer sun
Your competition's outta the way

Because your hope plus your salary can't make a reality
Your brainwashed in your fears
It's nothing but a crowd to me these people always doubted me
But I'm still standing here

I'm giving all I can to someday make it through
I would do it all again to make some better moves

It's like I'm against the world alone with a weight dragging me down to my bones
With no direction
With no affection
I'll make this world to call my own



Credits
Writer(s): Bret Bunch
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