No Easy Roads
My life, my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
My life, all my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
I'm a father, I'm a fighter, I am tough
It's not the working for peanuts that's rough
It's not the sending every dime home
The denied every time loan
It was all the other stuff
The hold down, the run around, the stacked deck
I'm outworking you but for a different coloured check
Damn you my impeder
In me, I am a believer
Despite your spike belts
I will not be slowed
I know there's no easy roads
I know there's no easy roads
Easy roads, easy roads
There are no easy roads
I'm white, I'm middle class, embarrassed
I got bad luck when it comes to parents
If you're white you might meet 'em, think they a-ok
Born of another mother brother, KKK
I felt like a human barcode
Programmed to hate mode
17 years old, solo I must go
I know there's no easy roads
I know there's no easy roads
My life, my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
My life, all my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
I said I'm tired and I'm sick
You're a liar, full of shit
It's the same old shtick, and I just can't support it
I slammed down the phone
Never felt more alone
Single mother ship adrift, with a toddler on my hip
Begging for a Greyhound trip
I don't need you to mention to me
You see the tension in me
I know it, I own it, I hold it, this poker hand, I'd fold it
I'm starting to feel the gravity of three mouths full of cavities
Can somebody help me, please?
My life, my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
My life, oh my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
My life, all my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
I'm a father, I'm a fighter, I am tough
It's not the working for peanuts that's rough
It's not the sending every dime home
The denied every time loan
It was all the other stuff
The hold down, the run around, the stacked deck
I'm outworking you but for a different coloured check
Damn you my impeder
In me, I am a believer
Despite your spike belts
I will not be slowed
I know there's no easy roads
I know there's no easy roads
Easy roads, easy roads
There are no easy roads
I'm white, I'm middle class, embarrassed
I got bad luck when it comes to parents
If you're white you might meet 'em, think they a-ok
Born of another mother brother, KKK
I felt like a human barcode
Programmed to hate mode
17 years old, solo I must go
I know there's no easy roads
I know there's no easy roads
My life, my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
My life, all my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
I said I'm tired and I'm sick
You're a liar, full of shit
It's the same old shtick, and I just can't support it
I slammed down the phone
Never felt more alone
Single mother ship adrift, with a toddler on my hip
Begging for a Greyhound trip
I don't need you to mention to me
You see the tension in me
I know it, I own it, I hold it, this poker hand, I'd fold it
I'm starting to feel the gravity of three mouths full of cavities
Can somebody help me, please?
My life, my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
My life, oh my life
I've been fightin' it all my life
Credits
Writer(s): James Priestner, Lubomir Ivan, Jared Priestner, Jeffrey Quinn, Jan Cajka
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