everyday when i wake up, i just wanna go back to bed,
i cant get these feelings out my head,
another day, another twenty 4,
i need to get a grip, before it's my time to go....
before i catch that train, before i lose my job,
before i was somebody, now they call me a slob,
am i the one to blame? cuz im the one in pain?
i used to be somebody, now they call me insane.
i said, if life is a big bowl of cherries,
tell me what i'm doing here, stuck in the pits.
i said, if life is a big bowl of cherries,
tell me what i'm doing here, stuck in the pits.
everyday when i wake up, i just wanna go back to bed,
the doc says it's all in my head,
what does he know?
collecting all my c-notes,
prescribing me placebos,
i'd rather spend my cash on a hoe,
I often ponder my life so much that it hurts.
the more i think about it, yeah, that feeling gets worse,
as time flies by, i really feel like i'm cursed,
it used to taste sweet, now it won't quench my thirst,
i said, if life is a big bowl of cherries,
tell me what i'm doing here, stuck in the pits.
i said, if life is a big bowl of cherries,
tell me what i'm doing here, stuck in the pits.
i just wanna know, at the end of the show,
at the end of our road, tell me where do we go,