can't get full on the heel of the bread
can't get nowhere sitting at the foot of the bed
how you gone come up, waiting for sunup
night time is not for sleepers
it's the hour of the reaper
time to wakeup put on your makeup
change your pillowcase
stop letting your teardrops go to waste
use everything to motivate
all it takes is a little faith
to changeup a fatal fate
what are you saying to yourself
are you speaking wealth into yourself
are or you feeling down and gloom
depressing the room
I know how it feels, to be so sad
can't feel nor remember how many pills you had
get up even if you have to crawl hold on to the wall
we are gonna fall it just inevitable
but, we must find something to live for
so get up go to the door open it up
let the wind come in and breathe