| When I wake up, | |
| I look into the mirror | |
| I can see a clearer vision | |
| I should start living today' | |
| Cause today is gonna be the day | |
| Is gonna be the day' | |
| Cause today is gonna be the day | |
| Is gonna be the day | |
| Yeah, it's like every day | |
| I wake upI stare into space and don't say much | |
| Peer in the mirror, feeling dead from the face up | |
| Coffee pots, cigarettes, morning | |
| Js, Baileys | |
| Slowing down my day before it picks up the pace | |
| Beats playing since the night before | |
| Thinking 'bout writing songs | |
| Feeling exhausted from times we toured constant | |
| And plus the toxics | |
| I sip got me tall | |
| Still tipsy, staring at the city | |
| From the spot we call | |
| Los Angeles | |
| Every day is like a blank canvas | |
| Carving my initials in the planet like | |
| I brand it | |
| Handpicked to live this life we take for granted | |
| Like a child with an upright bass, we can't stand it | |
| Smiling through the trouble we face, tryna manage | |
| My way without pumping my brakes and staying stagnant' | |
| Cause I can sit on my ass or just imagine | |
| The madness | |
| I did on my path and paint the canvas | |
| When I wake up, | |
| I look into the mirror | |
| I can see a clearer vision | |
| I should start living today' | |
| Cause today is gonna be the day | |
| Is gonna be the day' | |
| Cause today is gonna be the day | |
| Is gonna be the day | |
| Before I rise and shine like a neon sign | |
| I need the girl of my dreams to give me | |
| EinsteinAnd burn the marijuan' like [incomprehensible] | |
| Is my only bonafide break from these confines | |
| I need a change of scenery like a mind tide | |
| These kids bringing me the noise like the bomb squad | |
| And everybody coming at me from the blindside | |
| I'm tired, it's hard to open up my eyes wide | |
| I listen to some theme music on the i | |
| PodAnd walk around the crib doing little odd jobs | |
| Checking my breath, take a view from this high rise | |
| Feeling like | |
| I'm checking out a game from the sideline | |
| I got to try different things in these trying times | |
| Twenty-ten is different than it was in nine-five | |
| It's come alive time, | |
| I picked a fine time | |
| For getting open off life like a fine wine | |
| When I wake up, | |
| I look into the mirror | |
| I can see a clearer vision | |
| I should start living today' | |
| Cause today is gonna be the day | |
| Is gonna be the day' | |
| Cause today is gonna be the day | |
| Is gonna be the day | |
| Uh, yeah, | |
| Sunday morning, plan my day out | |
| Whole new blueprint, brand new layout | |
| Deep down still don't know if it'll play out | |
| Before the first time, feel like | |
| I done found a way out | |
| Skin getting clearer and it feel like | |
| I lost weight | |
| Stop and say a prayer for the times | |
| I lost faith | |
| Troubles of the world had me in a cross-face | |
| Chicken-wing, sickening, liver so off-base | |
| But now it's like | |
| I'm in the last lap of the car chase | |
| And I finally understand my right to choose | |
| My preacher man told me it could always be worse | |
| Even the three-legged dog still got three good legs to lose | |
| So you can stop and refresh the rules | |
| Breathe in, breathe out, let it heal all your exit wounds | |
| Something inside said that's the move | |
| And made it today, | |
| I'll restart fresh and new | |
| When I wake up, | |
| I look into the mirror | |
| I can see a clearer vision | |
| I should start living today' | |
| Cause today is gonna be the day | |
| Is gonna be the day' | |
| Cause today is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be | |
| The day is gonna be |