I can't help myself from falling I'm trying to fight the good own fight But after it all, I'm still just a low life I'm nothing but a low life (low life) Thinking 'bout my own life (own life) I'm nothing but a low life Can't help myself from falling

But roll around heaven all day Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do Up in the mornin', out on a job Work like the devil for my pay While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do Fussed with my woman Toil for my kids Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray

That I'm losing control Trapped inside your broken world While I'm playing the victim again Running in circles To me it's all the same And though nothing's gonna change I hope someday you have it all Wait how long would you wait Just for me to call

Beneath the candle bed Sleep Eden sleep My fallen son Slumber in peace Cease the pain Life's just in vain For us to gain Nothing but all the same No healing hand

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key Hated on by most

Fall (in ruins) Now it's all gone, after we move on What a disaster, with nothing after Swept of our feet, but nothing underneath Oh, we had it all but now we watch it fall Now we watch it fall Now we're in ruins I give up, I give in I surrender to it

So we wait beside the desert Nothing left to give away Naked as the Hanged Man's secrets Nothing left to do but pray You don't have to play the horses Life's a gamble all the same It don't take much to make you lose sight Of the object of the game Anyone

All or nothing If you go all in, you got a lot to lose, my friend If you say "all in", you don't get to choose again You know what you're doing, but the clock is ticking Give it your best and then you're onto something And keeps on getting closer, closer

Nothing's impossible I have found For when my chin is on the ground I pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over again Don't lose your confidence if you slip Be grateful for a pleasant trip And pick yourself up, dust yourself off and start all over

I took a course in hallelujah I went to night school for the blues I took some stuff they said would cool ya But nothing seemed to light my fuse But it's all in the past Like a check that's in the mail She was a tall whiskey glass I was an old hound dog