Tomorrow

It's half past 4 and I've just got out of bed

It got wild last night and now it's burning through my head

I woke up fully dressed with my make up still on

Trying to remember what the hell I've done

This major anxiety came creeping cross my chest

It takes away my energy and leaving me depressed

The price keeps getting higher and the consequences too

And my imagination is running out of things to do

I'll shape it up

I'll start freshin the morning

I won't screw up

I've got my last warning

Tomorrow is a bran' new day

And everything will be ok

I'll straighten out

I will get it together

There's not doubts

I've been under the weather

Tomorrow's got bran' new sound

And everything will turn around

I guess, I think I know

I don't wanna feel this low

That long lost love's been an illusion all along

They say what doesn't kill you is suppose to make you strong

But I've been on the edge and I've been falling down the hill

And picking up speed feels like time stands still

I'm drained of inspiration and I'm running out of fuel

I've had this conversation since I graduated school

I've been told I'm just a dreamer with unrealistic goals

That I can't face reality cause I ain't got the balls

I will be good, I'll start tomorrow

Just like it should, there'll be no sorrow

I will be fucking amazing and I'll do it with class