6. I MAKE THE BOOKS CRY ALL DAY I BURN THE MIDNIGHT OIL ALL NIGHT I BECAME A GEEK OVER NIGHT YET LEFT WITH NO TAKERS FOR JOB GONE ARE THE DAYS WHERE I FILLED MY POCKET AND BIKE WITH DADS MONEY I WASN'T PROMISED THIS LIFE!!!!! DO I HAVE A FUTURE!!! OR HAVE I LOST IT TOO AND I'M LEFT WITH NO LISTENERS