[Verse 1]
I did not recognise my own face this morning
I guess I'm finally coming of age
I guess I've got to grieve
And just face this morning
For the d**h of my younger days
Still there's cigarette burns on my carpet
Coffee stains in my sink
There's liquor pour'n all through my floors
But there's not a damn drop to drink
Sixty dollars in my pocket sixty-thousand fans
And the corporates tell me that my job is lucky
Like I kick back and it fell in my hands
[Hook]
Looking back what I could've seen
What I could've said and I could've been
Five car garage and a law degree
Some self esteem, someone else's dream
But I ain't got no plan-b
And I never bite thata hand thata feeds
So whatever life hands me
I just hope to God my plan succeeds
[Verse 2]
Cheap wine keeps me humble
But my suitcase keeps me fed
I've left home a thousand times
But home's never left my head
And I can't see a month in advance
But my vision is a clear as day
So if I don't reach my destination
I know what I'm gonna say
[Hook]
Looking back what I could've seen
What I could have said or could've been
Five car garage and a law degree
Some self esteem, someone else's dream
But I ain't got no plan-b
And I never bite thata hand that feeds
So whatever life hands me
I just hope to God that my plan succeeds
I just hope to God that my plan succeeds.