I've had too many days
Where I'm ready to break
There's gotta be more
There's gotta be more
So I ingest everything
'Cause I'm in it to win
Nothing but time on my side
Anywhere I choose
'Cause I wasn't built to lose
And you think I'm going to fail
Face down on the floor
Just because I'm
Hi hi

As for me
I have to disagree

'Cause I'm one who will survive
The ones you eat alive
And nobody puts up a fight
They die!
They die!
Rolling dollar bills
And popping all these pills
But I'll do what I wanna do
'Cause I wasn't built to lose

You keep making the rounds
You push me to the ground
Making you feel bigger than real
But I'm so [bad word] sick of your face
I'm [bad word] a race [bad word] away [bad word] away
While everybody else
Is happy on the shelf
And I want it messily wrestling everything down
Everything down
Down, down

As for I,
I'm way too [bad word] high

Now break this [bad word] place, go!
I'm so sick of your face
I'm [bad word] a race [bad word] away [bad word] away, away
I'm so sick of your face
I'm [bad word] a race [bad word] away [bad word] away, away