Lyrics to What Can Be Done

Day after day I'm so full of stress

I'm fucking trying to pass lifes test

I get up each morning, not sure of my path

But life's going past, so fucking fast

Am I wasting my life, what should be done?

Is my future finished, before it's begun?

Won't lose this fight, I'm not giving in

I gotta keep fighting, I've gotta win

Everyday is a fucking mess

I work my job, I try to survive

Don't know where I'll end up in this life