life 2.0.

One day leads into the next, and then another.
And then I realize...I'm stuck.
Stuck in the same position, the same way of livin.
Stuck with this same life, Same ole' conditions.
No new propositions.
All my days are planned.
I live like a old woman, so all my days are bland.
Graphic after graphic after workin' for the man.
Everyday's a fucking hassle and I witness them first hand.
One day leads into the next, and then another.
And then I realize...I'm stuck.
No main love, so I'm chasin' after wealth.
Nobody to hug, so I'm lovin on myself.
What to do when the one you love doesn't even like you?
Chicks dont know behind the scenes, so they wanna be just like you.
One day leads into the next, and then another.
And then I realize...I'm stuck.
But how dare you complain when the checks are comin' through?
And why feel bad when everybody's ya friend?
Cuz nobody really knows how the pain all unfolds,
So you're ungrateful when you say you wish this lifestyle would end?
Some call it the life. Me? I call it misery.
I got a gut feelin' this lifestyle just wasn't meant for me.
Too scared to change, switch, or re-arrange.
Dont WANNA break my routine, so shit just stays the same.
Seems like i'm already married. Social Death is my wife.
Maybe one day I'll work up the courage to go on a date with LIFE.
One day leads into the next, and then another.
And then I realize...Tough luck.