The life that you’ve been living is now different,
Your soul sold to the man for the rights on a ticket.
Open your eyes the weak faint and meek of heart,
Follow master but we the strong suffer beatings because our will isn’t defeated.
Doing everything right all along meshing into the perfectly sodded field,
Until you end up like Tiger Woods beat up and left all alone like a divot.
Wake up I’m not impressed oh you didn’t know you were apart of the test,
Isn’t it about time we graduated.