I’m rising up with the sun
No time to victimise myself
Two steps, I’m walking to the rhythm of it
Sometimes it’s healthier to wallow in it
I’m cashing out on my loss
I’m going all-in on a dead horse
Two steps, I’m walking to the rhythm of it
I feel the changes when I wallow in
Entitled idle and dumb
28 still sucking my thumb
Hard truth’s I’m dancing to the rhythm of it
Scarred youth, but now I’m actually going through it
I will try to keep my chin up
Oh, my head is bent on bringing me down
Under the floorboards of this broken home
This one-horse town
My friends at home are in pain
Chucky debt. God, I hate cocaine
I keep moving to the rhythm of it
Can’t be responsible for everybody
The marred streets put fire in my bones
People turfed right out of their homes
Our Jackie navigates through the penury
He lost his job again in January
At night she’s hearing him cry
Getting stains out his shirt and tie
The cold permeates the neonatal baby
Can’t heat the place for fucking love nor money
I will try to keep my chin up
Oh, my head is bent on bringing
Me down
Under
The floorboards
Of this broken home
This one-horse town
Chin up I’m dancing to the rhythm of it
Sometimes it’s healthier to wallow in it
Chin up I’m dancing to the rhythm of it
Sometimes it’s healthier to wallow in it
Chin up I’m dancing to the rhythm of it
Sometimes it’s healthier to wallow in it
Chin up I’m dancing to the rhythm of it
Chin up I’m dancing to the rhythm of it