Simple Livin’ Gym Class Heroes

[Verse 1]
I'm like nine minutes away from finishing my nine hour shift
And wishin I was gone nine hours ago
Cause nine hours wasted, tossin back of this chicken
I coulda written nine verses just in time for the show
Slacker mindstate livin on time that's borrowed
My motto's I'll stop procrastinatin tomorrow
I took the sorrow from the windchimes, left happiness lonesome
And strung up sarcasm to make the melody wholesome
From my lungs to my feet, I'm breathin everything I speak
And now they chargin for oxygen and the bill's due next week
I'll be a day late and a buck short, story of my life
I wish my pay rate was much more, duckin swords in the rat race
I didn't apply for runnin’ towards something that's fake
And thinkin’, why for? They shuttin’ doors right in my face
And sittin’ high horse is a car and a dope place
Somethin’ to die for, this is my war, so

[Hook]
Now I'm schemin on plots to make my pockets swell
Simple livin is a bitch but damn, I do it well
Some are fortunate to make it and, some of 'em fail
Some locomotives push through and some of 'em get derailed
Schemin on plots (Hey! Hey!)
Simple livin’ is a bitch (Hey! Hey!)
Some are fortunate to make it (Hey! Hey!)
Some locomotors push through (Hey! Hey!)