So stand the fuck up, show me that this life is worth living.
Oh take this day and call it your own;
This is your chance to redeem yourself.
In a world where every single day counts,
The clock strikes twelve and I'm still in bed,
Staring at the ceiling.
Will I ever amount to anything?
I will never know.
Is there a purpose in this life to be fulfilled?
Is there a way to make sense of a life that will one day end?
Will anything I do be remembered?
Will these words live to be read by the eyes of a new generation?
I will be there for, for you I will be there.
Pick your fucking self up and realise that one day you will be a memory.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
So stand the fuck up, show me that this life is worth living.
Oh take this day and call it your own;
This is your chance to redeem yourself.
I will never know.


Lyrics submitted by amiablephantom


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