The Only Ones

Life is not easy
Life is not hard
Born on the streets
And born on the boulevard
And all the while you wish you came first
Broken heels to wheelchair
See who hurts worse
Is this a dream or is this your worse fear
Success and failure in only a year
Spend all your days adding this up
Half empty, half full
Now, what’s in your cup?
This is the feeling
This the vibe
This is the moment
Where we survive
This is the moment, this is the vibe, sick of the lie
You’re not the only ones who like to feel left out
Never let the fear of striking out
You’re not the only ones who work and don’t get paid
Never let the fear of striking out ever stop you from playing loud
This is a murder, this is genocide
Save yourself from another social suicide
Ash is ash, as dust is to dust
Bury your lies, and bury your trust
We all live in a shattered dream
Where all the kids are the silent majority
Scared to make a choice
And so scared of the worst
In a world of mice and men
Where men will die first
This is the feeling
This the vibe
This is the moment
Where we survive
This is the moment, this is the vibe, sick of the lie
You’re not the only ones who like to feel left out
Never let the fear of striking out
You’re not the only ones who work and don’t get paid
Never let the fear of striking out ever stop you from playing again
You’re not the only ones who like to feel left out
Never let the fear of striking out ever stop you from playing again
You’re not the only ones who work and don’t get paid
Never let the fear of striking out ever stop you from playing again
You’re not the only one