Two weeks is not enough time to make amends or say goodbye But he never was scared He never was scared A life to leave so unprepared He never looked back or questioned why He lived his life always ready to die With no regrets, no second guess Resigning to his fate So what makes your life complicated? It's always overrated And what right do you have complaining? You first world baby Think you've got the right to be rude And walk around like the world owes you And you've got the time Got all the time But it could end in the blink of an eye The doctor said the disease is gone What are the odds, a million to one The affliction's back You can't react or tell your kids goodbye But my boss is making me work weekends So what makes your life complicated? It's always overrated And what right do you have complaining? You first world baby No lullaby for you