Complacency Is Treason Video (MV)

Its just been one of those decades, head aches and heart break
Guess i'd rather finish early, than start late
Vision blurry, kinda surely, wake up at half past 8
Every second wednesday getting paid to procrastinate
And i'm the poster child for half assed
Just give me one or two along the way and you can take the last laugh
Grieving for my adolescence, raise the flag at half mast
Meloncholly mindstate heart in a glass jar
It aint all bad, it could be worse
I could be tied down with 3 kids ironing shirts
And hate my husband more than anybody else on this earth
I'm doing dishes clean the kitchen till i lie in a hearse, f*ck
That shit is not for me but i don't know what is
I dedicate my life to tryna find the right alternative
Cos 9-5 don't look so nice and everyone's conservative
No HR department when its in the real world you live
Scared to blink an eye years fly by
Over night what a sight 25 still haven't got my life right
Damn, i need get my life right
Play with animals and waste time and write rhymes
Thats all i ever do, i should be better at this
Even i can see i start to get repetitive
I mean i like what i do so i'm not sure its negative
Distract myself from real life never finish anything
I guess the truth hurts, i kinda missed the boat
Like here i am in adult land and i don't have the skills to cope
Its pouring down i'm thawing out left the house without a coat
Everybody's building homes and i'm just tryna stay afloat
F*ck i complain a lot, wish that could be my job
Even when my life is awesome i still hate whats going on
Cos somethin's wrong inside of me we seem to fight like cat and dog
Its hard to value anyone when me and i don't get along
Rolled the dice with my sights set on Mayfair
Go directly to hell and you can f*ckin stay there
That's what I get for playing and it's a crying shame
No one ever told me not to treat life like a game
I wanna run away - I always run away
Every day a new problem I don't have the strength to face
Outer body out my mind watching it decintegrate
Slipping through my fingers it's a mission just to concentrate
No body got it locked stability is fleeting
You got a mind, make it up, what do you believe in?
A wise man once said complacency is treason
I should probably settle down haven't found a reason
No idea who I am so I'm living in doubt
I have had a quarter century to try and figure it out
Had it up to here, kick me when I'm down
If you want a f*ckin piece of me there's several laying on the ground