What better way to live than in the moment
But what some wouldn't give to get out of the torment

The one percenters with life handed to them on a silver platter
The ones who'll never have to pay, never have to work a single day

Then there's the rest of us

The ones who have to fight to survive and have to struggle just to provide

The ones with the families and working 9 to 5
Day in and day out, making a living but not really alive

It's funny how the spoken word holds the unspoken truth
While one's broken word is the unbroken proof

Of who you are on the inside,
Are you the one who collects or do you provide?

Do you get handed every dime
Or do you earn it for your time

Would you be the one stealing if the tables were turned
Or would you be the one peeling off the labels you 'earned'

Would you rise above your place in society
Crumble and fall in line, behave with propriety

Or would you be the one to live for today
Live for the moment and have the last say

Live your life how you want to
Nobody can live it for you

Don't let life win the fight
Always keep pushing every day and night

Never give up
Never give in

With any luck
You'll be the one to win

The one who's rest assured,
The one who stayed alive

Who used your spoken word
And lived, not just survived