VERSE 1 (Lui)

dude on the door don’t believe i’m the dude from the group on the poster.
got dropped off outside of the club in the promoter’s pulsar.
told me to go to the back and stand in a line by the wall
every time we perform here, he’s on the door here. and he wants to be the law.

bar tender won’t look my way. hey hey, can i get a gin and OJ?
ok. sweet then be that way. i’ll wait. fuck it. we’re already late
supposed to be on at 12 but he wanna sell more alks
so we gotta wait around all god damn night like we’re in the cells.

and the sound man is an arsehole. and the back stage is the kitchen.
and we’re sitting on the refrigerator that they keep all the chips in.
thought it was gonna be sweet to make a living as a musician.
serves my dumb as right for having ambition…. mic check.

VERSE 1 (Tom)

dude in the front rows yawning while we’re performing.
2 dudes next to him talking, another 2 brawling.
young hoe in the front row, watched the whole show on her cell phone.
drunk bro looking unco doing that dumb dance with his elbows.

nobody really cares there here for the main act. most of them hate rap.
i give em that 'thank you you been great' crap cause i get paid to say that.
then i pack up and i roll, jump in a cab, back to the hotel.
cause there ain’t nowhere to go, in this whole shit hole town.

lie on my bed watching darts. (ckkgg) something bout sharks.
open the curtain and look at the car park..this is the arse hole of the world.
i hear the whole of the world laugh, while i stand in the bath.
trynna make a living making my art. sometimes i gotta ask...

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WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
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VERSE 2 (Tom)

we just got 200 buck for the show.
we just did 200 buck worth of blow.
all of my doe just went out the window. then i woke up in a old
hotel and they telling me now that i owe them a lotta doe. i said i don’t know

who put the hole in the wall / what do i owe u for all of the blow that we bought?
no i'm not going to court. it's only a fork. i never broke any law.
if anyone asks / nobody talk / tell em you don’t even know me at all
woke up in all of my clothes on the floor / this the first show of tour.

man i gotta get a life /what the fuck am i doing here getting high every night like i'm 25 acting like i won't never die.
i'm getting older than mega drive.
and you probably won't even get that line.
probably never even heard of 'Never Mind' but never mind.
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?

VERSE 2 (Lui)
Life's a bitch then you die.
But life's the shit when you're high. Really high.
So I live mine in the clouds feel like I never come down.
Till I wake up on the couch, like a dead dog with his tongue out.

Somehow thought it was a bright idea.
Now I feel like I could die right here.
I don't wanna talk.
Incase somebody might hear

how I feel when I'm this low.
Trynna climb out this hole I've been digging
I been thinking that I might let go.
But I don't.

And time goes on and now I'm fine.
Spent 3 days in the dark. No lie. I don't why.
I don't why it's every weekend. Stead of the life I could be leading
if I just leave this shit behind and spend more time refining my lines

instead of doing them but same old same old
in the bathroom of some shit hole club
with a bunch of people I don't even know
and I don't even know what they put in this shit.

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WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?
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