Simple Lives

What you got is nothing
Don't understand the world
You're living in
You need to take a walk outside
And maybe then you'll open your eyes

Livin' a life that you don't plan
Never learned to take a stand

They got me
What I got, you think is shit
I'd rather live on booze and cigarettes
Then settle for your simple life
We always got our eyes on the prize



Credits
Writer(s): Damian Gerard Genuardi, Matthew Evan Hock, Bernard David Walsh, Samuel T Cave, Daniel K Colby
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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