A Day Without A Smile

Every Day Is New. It's Just A New Day. I Look At Six Hours At A Time.

I Lost The Person I Intended To Keep.

Now Filet Mignon Come With Every Meal. I Swear To God That I'm So High, Feel Like I Am Going Up A Hill.

It's A Little Too Late. I'm A Little Too Gone. A Little Too Tired Of Just Hanging On.

The Haters Can't See Me, The Money's In The Way Like Traffic.