Verse 1: (Malcom Mufunde)

I gave it my best shot; but too little, too late

Weight of the world on my shoulders, possibly you could relate

So many dreams came true; so many nightmares too

I seen with my own eyes just what nights may do

Then saw the light, but the horror stayed in my mind

I got homies I balled with just the night ‘fore they died

Survivor guilt; feels like the survivor killed

My mama said no use crying over milk that’s spilled

She 55, I ain’t lived even half of her life

But at fifteen, I already thought I wouldn’t survive

Up to 25, man, I’m 26 yеars now

With any luck, I’ll prolly live to see my big man proud

Of my accomplishments; prolly buy some wheels for thе man

I ain’t saying it’ll happen, it’s just the will of man

In case I win by a nose and life hands me the victory

It’s either that or I’m taking myself out of my misery

I worked my socks off just to not off myself

So many pesticides I keep at the top of my shelf

So many nights I spent going through hell with my demons

On the edge of a precipice with nothing to cling on

It’s time to clean up my act and take a positive stand

Do everything my other me told me I can’t

‘Cause I been losing the plot and losing sight

Losing touch, losing track, and losing my mind

My dreams died on the vine and came back as regrets

The green skipped a generation; I’m the one in the red

Hot and bothered, like my mom was in a way

Taking care of two sons who weren’t grateful for a day

She waited with bated breath for the day that I’d grow

Less embarrassed that she didn’t capture infinite dough

For them PlayStations, mansions, Lambos and stuff

My worst rue is that I never thanked her enough

Hook: (Malcom Mufunde)

Life taught me that we aren’t alive to be happy

So we just lie we’re all happy to be alive

I just wanna feel alive even when I ain’t happy

But I think I’d feel happy if I wasn’t alive

Life taught me that we aren’t alive to be happy

So we just lie we’re all happy to be alive

I just wanna feel alive even when I ain’t happy

But I think I’d feel happy if I wasn’t alive

Verse 2: (Shingi Mavima)

See I can understand why brother’s so mad

RIP to the friends and the lovers we had

Ain’t no love in the city of the broken hearted

Ain't no life in the homes of the dear departed

I’m so heated, and the verse just barely started

Take me back to harare, one roomed apartment

Single mother on the grind, holding it down

Ndiine mukaka pamhuno dreaming of holding the crown

Asi iyoyi raramo ingori kurauone

Everything’s a facade, tipei mabhodhoro tisone

Been feeling unproductive, tied fallopian tubes

I had a dream last night painted dystopian views

Held a gun to my head, self-shot made it splatter

Just as I finished my journey, standing on top of a ladder

Only problem was I put it up against the wrong building

Thats the fallacy of dreams we’ve been chasing since children

While they look up to my life, wanna copy and paste it

I got to bed each night, wondering if I wasted it

This ain't woe is me, I’ve made peace with my mortality

No longer see the point, so my ending just don’t bother me

I used to be a beast, I was eating, wasn’t no stopping me

If I could rewind them years, I’d be handing out apologies

Used to be be romantic, dreamt of falling in love

Now I’m just looking for someone who’s gon be pulling the plug

Went from wanting all the glory in my story dont forget me

To wanting to be dead by the morning if you let me

AInt nobody alive whose life is better coz they met me

So if you take me out all I ask you lay me gently