Life is great, 
never late, 
always ate, 
Could say living good is innate,
Im happiness packed into a crate,
Conversations are easy to initiate,
Dont believe me? Ask my mates,
Already fufilling my fate,
Life is great,

Smooth running lifestyle,
Im omnipotently amazing,
My life will run miles,
Because my life is blazing,
Wealth to fill isles,
Im a fufilling living child,
Jokes on that christ im maturing,
Straight in the head,
Greatful in bed,
Just like uncle simon said,
I am completely clear in the head,

Now to akala, enough of kissing my own ass, 
Life is green as grass,
Now im going to explain why im gonna be put out on my ass,
Chat shit get banged,

See in me what you like,
Truth is, i attempted to be hanged,
Mental state messier than the damned,
Its all a lie, 
Something i put on to keep seeming fly,
Really all i want to do is die,
Diet consists of fench fries,
My front is full of lies,
Will i let you in? Nah, not for your eyes,
The real me sits in bed and cries,

Cut up skin will be your only way of noticing,
Yet i cant stop shoving that shiv in,
Whilst im writing this im shakin,
What is my life becomin,
Debt too big, too overwhelming,
Lyrics becoming slack as im zoning,
Family consistently at me moaning,
"Why arent you working?",
"Why do you keep going to woking?"
"Take up walking, thatll sort you out,
I look and want to say with no doubt,
'Im broken, fuck off and start learning',

My lifes a mess, 
So much so, i cant begin to address,
Constant anxiety keeps adding to my stress,
I work too hard and i cant do any less,
Depression in my head. Do Not Invest,
Im not worth the time,
Nor the effort. Almost sublime,
As in the case that im in a constant chase,
Keeping away from the mask, 
Should i keep wearing that face?,
All i want is to be ashes in a vase,
Use my carbon to help grow something new,
All i am is an atom waste,

Now let me tell the truth,
Not all of this that i write is true,
Its embelished because i got a point to prove,
This is how i can be,
Flip on both sides of a coin,
Her majestys crown,
Can sometimes never bring me down,
Nor back up back to an elevated state,
Bpd needs +&amp; - just so you can wait,
Sit back, tell ark how you feel to rate,the pain and the hurt, 
How i can feel like a piece of dirt,
Because i chuck after i fuck and flirt,
Flash back to how my father would desert,

Trying to just be up front,
But my body wont let me it cant,
Because my mother was a cunt,
Now i shalnt, let her get back into my head,
Cos then all i feel is dread,
When i would come home and look at her sleeping like the dead,