My bank account’s seen better days.
And my car’s near reached it’s fate,
but I still won’t complain.
There’s something in the air tonight,
that tells me I’ll survive,
with or without a fight, yeah
with or without a fight.
Don’t push me, 'cause I’ll leave,
you can’t rewire my brain.
You say you’re realistic,
I’d say you’re realistically insane.
Nothing’s wrong, it’s alright,
I’ll keep my gears all on drive.
No one else, it’s my life,
I’ll strive my goal 'til I die.