Fitter, happier More productive Comfortable Not drinking too much Regular exercise at the gym, three days a week Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries Eating well, no more microwave dinners and saturated fats A patient, better

We're one but we're not the same We get to carry each other Carry each other Love the higher law Is it getting better Or do you feel the same Will it make it easier on you now

Beating me up (whoa, oh, whoa) Beating me up I wish my heart would stop It's getting louder and louder Every time I think about you, about you I'll be better off without you, without you I wish my heart would stop, wish my heart would stop I won't let

I'm the generator Firing whenever you quit Yeah, whatever it is You go out and it's on Yeah can't you hear my motored heart You're the one that started it Lately I'm getting better Wish I could stay sick with you But there's too many egos left to bruise

We bounce to this track And I don't care what anybody thinks about that Hands to the sky, and throw your head back I can't believe that every day and every night It’s getting better with you out of my life It’s like I flicked a switch and now I’m feeling

And I got you now, I'm not alone All I need in this life is one From the altar to the grave Trying to find a way, getting better every day And only savior of masochists It's the last days of our life and faith, amen Well, it's the dead end, slave One

Over and over again Tell me slowly Down in your heart, you know better Same old story Nobody's buying There ain't any truth to it The fact is you're lying But I'm getting used to it Promising we'll stay together

So you're a saint, I'm a sinner but deuces are wild Better wake up, it's break up, I ain't got the time So baby, you can kiss my heart, bye bye Kiss my heart bye bye Getting off this carousel, you can do as you please You go to hell, you put my back

There is someone in the attic Building a strange machine Never really seen him But I think he works all day Blinded by the world outside I stay inside Hardly know my name But it's getting better by time I saw something in the mirror

Better do it 'til we get right, uhh This is for my niggas getting high on the regular This is for my bitches getting high on the regular Purple drink, I still sip, purple weed blunt still lit Real nigga, real bitch, purple swag, that trill shit Them