38 returns....hope you're a maiden fan.
"Waisted Years"
Verse 1
Brian hits the gym, he's lifting every day,
Sweating through his shirt, but those gains just slip away,
Flexin' in the mirror, but it's all the same,
Tiny biceps staring back, oh what a shame.
Chorus
So understand, Brian, your muscles won't appear,
Realize the truth, man, the gains won't come this year,
You can lift all day, but it's just wasted time,
Dream on, small fry, you'll never be prime.
Verse 2
Brian’s house is on the market, sitting there unsold,
Price keeps dropping lower, while his dreams grow cold,
Open house again, but no one's walking in,
Stuck with that old dump, his patience wearing thin.
Chorus
So understand, Brian, your house won’t ever sell,
Realize you’re stuck there, in that real estate hell,
You can stage and clean, but it's all just a drag,
Keep dreaming, poor guy, you'll never pack your bags.
Bridge
Brian in the cage, another match, another loss,
MMA career, man, it's looking like a toss,
Bruised and beaten down, he’s counting all the scars,
Every match he’s in, he’s seeing stars.
Chorus
So understand, Brian, your record’s looking bad,
Realize your fighting skills are just kinda sad,
You can train all night, but it's just wasted sweat,
Give it up, man, you'll never be a threat.
Outro
Brian, oh Brian, your life's a comedy,
From the gym to the cage, to your house that’s history,
Don’t waste your years, chasing dreams that won’t come true,
Just face the facts, man, it's time for something new.
Fuck off Brian...plain and simple.
