make the most

and in the morning

when i rise

one question

that feels like the sun in my eyes

am i making the most of this life?

so much trouble and so much strife

and in my guilty hour

through all of my shame

when all my love is run sour

i have no one else to blame

cause it finds me through the mask i wear

and i see it through it my eyes closed

but still i can not bare to stare into my worries and my woes

theres comfort in self loathing and its easy to slip into it

but still i must learn to lead my life with no regrets

all the time it all moves in the same direction

so don't let it pass you by

because it moves so fast

theres no time for perfection

so make the most of this life

make the most of this life

uh

make the most of this life

make the most of this life

and when i fall i fall hard

and i dwell to often in my falls

i must accept it and move on

theres just no shame in having to crawl

cause it finds me through the mask i wear

and i see it through it my eyes closed

but still i can not bare to stare into my worries and my woes

theres comfort in self loathing and its easy to slip into it

but still i must learn to lead my life with no regrets

all the time

it all moves in the same direction

so don't let it pass you by

because it moves so fast

theres no time for perfection

so make the most of this life

oh

make the most of this life

oh

make the most of this life

just make the most of this life

and if you come to me smiling

oh i

will see you shining out from within

such a beautiful grin aw

falling down on me and freckling my skin

wake i am pour i a cup of

wake i am pour i a cup

wake i am pour i a cup of life