[Verse 1]

I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to start this

You may not think I’m certain

And you don’t know why I’m like this

You don’t know why you’re still here

Why stay when you’re living in fear

You’re in danger around me, every stranger know about me

I have no keys, got broken dreams but I’m staying alive

I wake up every morn, headache like a beehive

Had more than nine, but I have to drive

Every life matters; there’s acception for mine

No remorse for the beaten horse

Life had more ups and downs than an obstacle course

There’s fear around me, no one seems to care

But that’s alright, 'cause God doesn’t play fair

[Verse 2]

(Okay) Lost and found

I’m found but I’m lost

I’m safe for now but at what cost

They say this bitch is paying loads for sauce

Why every workplace got a fuck-ass boss?

Look at the time, it's half past noon

Fuck around, more in store for you

I gotta run, so go up to your room

I’ll return, but it depends what you think means “soon”

Lost and found

I’m found but I'm lost

I’m safe for now, but at what cost

They say this bitch paying loads for sauce

Why every workplace got a fuck-ass boss?

Leaving in the spring time

Won’t come back til Fall

But I hope that you’ll forget me

So I won’t come back at all

Shit, I hope that you'll forget me

So I won't come back at all

[Verse 3]

Resource shortage, week course aborted

Can’t pay the morgage, they all say I’ll flourish

My heart’s contorted, family’s deported

My routine’s reported, my life is anything but sorted

Pray for some light to shine, pray that I can pay this fine

Pray that I’ll be first in line, pray that I’ll run out of time

Like clockwork, fingers purple

I came back but I failed like the Ninja Turtles

They ask, "What the fuck you thinking man?"

I shrug and say “Look, I may have ran”

Termites in my walls, and a broken fan

I’m falling apart, I’m begging for a helping hand

I’m acting like a pirate, tryna find new lands

When I arrive I’ll sob and I'll kiss the sand

Try to change my ways but I tend to be predictable

Switched my style, now I’m dead, call me Eminem’s Revival (fuck)