Lucky Dollar City
Thirty years around the sun,
I've lost track of everyone I've loved.
The more I give, the less I have;
There was a time I found some joy in that.
But now I'm spent, my branches bare;
Some giving tree I turned out to be.
What's a guy to do to get a drink around this town?
What's it gonna take to turn on myself?
What's it gonna take to turn myself around?
I can't talk myself out of this one.
This lucky dollar city has me spun.
I'm paranoid, depressed, and anxious.
Are these symptoms of my recent changes?
Can I be all I can be, if I don't love who I see?
I'm surrounded by accomplished people,
Who are quick to offer me suggestions.
Start thinking for yourself, or turn into someone else!
I can't talk myself out of this one,
This lucky dollar city has me spun.
I could sleep for days, or lie in bed afraid.
I can't slow my mind, I'm running out of time,
And yet standing still, at least I'm standing up.
Oh my God, I'm becoming the shadow I once chased.
Young at heart, am I disciplined and brave
Or a fool that won't grow up?
Tick-tock, a time will come for all of us.
I can't talk myself out of this.
I can't slow my mind that's running.
I can't talk myself out of this lucky dollar city living.