Chin Up

I'm rising up with the Sun No time to victimise myself Two steps, I'm walking to the rhythm of it Sometimes it's healthier to wallow in it I'm cashing out on my loss I'm going all in on a dead horse Two steps, I'm walking to the rhythm of it I feel the changes when I wallow in it Entitled, idle and dumb Twenty-eight, still sucking my thumb Hard truth's I'm dancing to the rhythm of it Scarred youth, but now I'm actually going through it I will try to keep my chin up Oh, my head is bent on bringing me down Under the floorboards of this broken home This one-horse town My friends at home are in pain Chucky debt, God, I hate cocaine I keep moving to the rhythm of it Can't be responsible for everybody The marred streets put fire in my bones People turfed right out of their homes Our Jackie navigates through the penury He lost his job again in January At night, she's hearing him cry Getting stains out his shirt and tie The cold permeates the neonatal baby Can't heat the place for fucking love nor money I will try to keep my chin up Oh, my head is bent on bringing me down Under the floorboards of this broken home This one-horse town Woah Woah Chin up, I'm dancing to the rhythm of it Sometimes it's healthier to wallow in it Chin up, I'm dancing to the rhythm of it Sometimes it's healthier to wallow in it Chin up, I'm dancing to the rhythm of it Sometimes it's healthier to wallow in it Chin up, I'm dancing to the rhythm of it Chin up, I'm dancing to the rhythm of it