I was a man to do the right thing
But I can't handle how time stings

On the table, there's a river
Seed becoming weed
Fire as much as needed
For the been defeated

I was a man to do higher
But now I am already tired

On the sofa, friends will sit
Reminds me of you
And that's it
I'm in the queue

I was a man to do a child
But my ex-wife is wild

The bed that no one sleeps
Besides virtual sheeps
That I'm counting cause I'm tired
But I will never get hired