i try to ride my bicycle
but its cold as hell outside
in the living room
on the roller it goes
my next stop
no one knows i ride
as far as i can but im
not gaining any distance
no matter how fast i peddle
or how the tension is set
i just cant get away
im starting to sweat
its running off my forehead
and into my eyes
but two my surprise
i can still see
sometimes you have two
have family two depend on
leave everything else behind
you no you can do it
you just gotta get to it
my whole ife has been
a sruggle things havnt
worked out the way i wish
they would have i think
i could have a way better life
it just didnt work out right

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