I've had too many days 
Where I'm ready to break 
There's gotta be more 
There's gotta be more 
So I ingest everything 
'Cause I'm in it to win 
Nothing but time on my side 
Anywhere I choose 
'Cause I wasn't built to lose 
And you think I'm going to fail 
Face down on the floor 
Just because I'm 
Hi hi 

As for me 
I have to disagree 

'Cause I'm one who will survive 
The ones you eat alive 
And nobody puts up a fight 
They die! 
They die! 
Rolling dollar bills 
And popping all these pills 
But I'll do what I wanna do 
'Cause I wasn't built to lose 

You keep making the rounds 
You push me to the ground 
Making you feel bigger than real 
But I'm so fucking sick of your face 
I'm not running a race 
I'm running away 
I'm running away 
While everybody else 
Is happy on the shelf 
And I want it messily wrestling everything down 
Everything down 
Down, down 

As for I, 
I'm way too fucking high 

'Cause I'm one who will survive 
The ones you eat alive 
And nobody puts up a fight 
They die! 
They die! 
Rolling dollar bills 
And popping all these pills 
But I'll do what I wanna do 
'Cause I wasn't built to lose 

There has gotta be more [4x] 

'Cause I'm one who will survive 
The ones you eat alive 
And nobody puts up a fight 
They die! 
They die! 
Rolling dollar bills 
And popping all these pills 
But I'll do what I wanna do 
'Cause I wasn't built to lose 

Now break this fucking place, go! 
I'm so sick of your face 
I'm not running a race 
I'm running away 
I'm running away, away 
I'm so sick of your face 
I'm not running a race 
I'm running away 
I'm running away, away
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