The Hard Way Lyrics

Wake up this morning in my bed and I worry

Worry how I'm gonna make it through

Standing on the rug in the middle of the room

I wonder if it matters if I do

Beat my head against the wall

What's it gonna get me?

And if I keep fighting this war that I did not start

That the microphone just made trickier

Needle skips when the record's through

Who's hand is gonna pick it up, not yours

Looks like it's gotta be mine



So you know I don't got no alibi

And fuck it if I'm waiting for a lucky break

I just keep on punching away

Looks like I'm gonna have to do this the hard way



Every day I just keep on pushing

What am I pushing to? I guess the other side

I'm like a loaded gun waiting to go off

Shoot my way out of the pressure drop

So don't fight me you can't come and challenge the bad seed

I'll probably just kick you in the nuts and then leave

Cause what's the point of hanging out

When every motherfucker's looking out for himself?

Music stops, gun was loaded but the safety was off

Another victim of the pressure drop



Looks like I gotta be leaving.