Cash Money

It didn't seem to get much better
Every day feeling under the weather
Staying up way past midnight
Wondering if it'll turn out all right
Life's not kind to many people
Accidents happen many lethal
Our world is owned by elitist reapers
Finders keepers and losers weepers

The answer seems so far away
But it's been there since the first day
I know right now you don't feel fine
But all you need is a little time

Didn't seem to get much better
Every day feeling under the weather
Staying up way past midnight
Wondering if it'll turn out all right
Anxiety won't let me rest
I swear God's putting me to the test
Depression can be a killer
But I try to distract by adding filler

Life gets so boring all the time
But I don't feel anything so it's fine
I try to sin my stress away
But it only leads to more pain

Woah
Woah

Waking up Tuesday morning
For the first time feel like I'm soaring
Can't believe I've come this far
Almost unscathed with so few scars
When I look into the mirror
All I used to see is fear
Now I see a brand new chance
Under my new circumstance

Time carries on and on and on
It waits for no one save for God
Said time goes on and on and on
And things will happen- right and wrong

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah

I turn around and look to see
The person that I've come to be
The road I've walked the mistakes I've made
Now all seem to fade away

Woah
Woah
Woah



Credits
Writer(s): Grace Brunton
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