One, Two, Three, Four... No one ever told you what life would ever really be like At twenty-five, confused, afraid of how the future could be so bright Facts of life are hard to see when all you do is to think who you'll be And living life is hard when nothing seems to work for you So you have to choose The path you'll go, the things you'll lose What are you gonna do When times are hard just like the past Close your eyes, hold your breath You gotta think fast Cause no one can help you they don't give a sh** They choke on display of solitude Just think of it How could you guess when no one has a clue It is all up to you To make this what you want To do the things you do It is up to you, it is all up to you