So stand the f*** up,
show me that this life is worth living.
Oh take this day and call it your own;
this is your chance to redeem yourself.
In a world where every single day counts,
the cloke strickes twelve and I'm still in bed,
staring at the veiling.
Will I ever amount to anything?
I will never know.
Is there a purpose in this life to be fulfilled?
Is there a way to make sense of a life that will one day end?
Will anything I do be remembered?
Will these words live to be read by the eyes of a new generation?
I will be there for,
for you I will be there.
Pick your f****** self up and realise that one-day you will be a memory.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
So stand the f*** up,
show me that this life is worth living.
Oh take this day and call it your own;
this is your chance to redeem yourself.
I will never know.
show me that this life is worth living.
Oh take this day and call it your own;
this is your chance to redeem yourself.
In a world where every single day counts,
the cloke strickes twelve and I'm still in bed,
staring at the veiling.
Will I ever amount to anything?
I will never know.
Is there a purpose in this life to be fulfilled?
Is there a way to make sense of a life that will one day end?
Will anything I do be remembered?
Will these words live to be read by the eyes of a new generation?
I will be there for,
for you I will be there.
Pick your f****** self up and realise that one-day you will be a memory.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
So stand the f*** up,
show me that this life is worth living.
Oh take this day and call it your own;
this is your chance to redeem yourself.
I will never know.