Testo Little By Little

Verse 1: Sleepy
In reality, I'm just an average joe
With a simple life no American idol, but I get by.
Wish I could tour with 5th wheel bus, back to the real world.
Time to wake up, smell antifreeze. The man with big brother's bad to me
I got a blind date with destiny I'm Mexican,
what an amazing race I get to be
My style wickedly perfect fear not a factor making me nervous I'm a survivor the last on the planted deserted
So pass the word like a 10,000 dollar pyramid scheme
Changing the face of the game like the swan medical teams
Lead troopers elitist supreme boozers
Press your luck with sleep. Go home the biggest loser. (ha!)
I'll have the last laugh with the last comic standing
Making the band play as you walk off stage empty handed.
And I'm taking home America's next top model
back to the bachelor pad. Show her some Longfellow.
Chorus:
Little by little (3x)
I'm going crazy. (2x)
Verse 2: Josh Martinez
little by little I grow a little more bitter
sit down in my chair like a grown man to his dinner where's my news paper boy, dog fetch me my slippers
feed me do the dishes, if you need me I'm in the shitter
With everybody so emo, everyone expects emotions
Well I'm holding off the long term solution to the ocean
That everything must go, be shown off, be bared
Be thrown to the lions as if the crowd cared.
Some are born like us, most are born like them
Some will live to the fullest some will die in the system
Just trying to lift em out, see I admire the missing
Acquire the license to listen with a fire to piss in
(So)where's my welfare, where's my health care,
where's my sandwich, (oh) there's my sandwich'
(so) spin doctors spinning (flash) old white men grinning
(flash) Power to devour (cash) and do its bidding
bridge (2x)
Can you think of a single thing you've done
that's meant anything? Anything at all'
I know I'll probably take the fall
I was going circles when I hit the wall
Verse 3: Josh Martinez
I'm absolutely sure one day I'll settle down
Find a special spot, a best gal, and some mescal
Got trees growing, got a flower garden going
Couple herbs for the cooking, couple more for the smoking.
Got a hammock for the swinging fresh tomatoes for the salad,
That'll compliment the burgers straight cooking on the grill
Still I drink myself so stupid I can't walk home alone
I need a shoulder to lean on, I need a cold beer cmon
Sleep:
Music's my meal ticket if I could keep living on beer dig it
Time's ticking, like waiting in line and you don't get it.
No eggs and no hole and the weight of the game is breaking your soul
keep changing your game playing the role.
Keep selling my family short like Tolkien readers
Let it linger, hard to pick up teeth with broken fingers.
And I humbled myself til I was hollow inside.
But no more I'll get this dick where you can swallow my pride.

I'm going crazy