Based on Original Guitar Recording. Covered with Suno in 2 different styles. Mashup. Recover with Female vocals. Studio. Recover with Male vocals. Studio. Tadaaaaaaaa o// Hope you'll enjoy :)) *** [Intro] This time we’re given… slips away… one blink… and today is buried in yesterday... [Verse 1] Twenty days off in a year, Two weeks go by, then disappear. Back home late, hopes are low, Kiss goodnight through a bedroom door. [Verse 2] Breaking my back for a shrinking wage, Exhausted bones in a rusted cage. Five days burnt, and the weekend's gone, Still they ask me: "What have you done?" [Pre-Chorus] They grow so fast, and I'm not there Moments missed, like fading air… [Chorus] How can I teach them to be strong When I’m just surviving to carry on? We get the blame but never the tools, Running this race, bound by the rules. [Post-Chorus] Given time — but never enough, To raise them soft, to raise them tough… [Verse 3] They say I should play more, smile more, Be patient while I’m working four floors. Bank fees bite and inflation climbs, But no one taught me to read the signs. I never learned to invest, just to spend, Work to the grave, then start again. Every mistake I try to mend, But the clock don’t wait, don’t bend. [Pre-Chorus] Sleep-deprived and judged the same, The system’s built, but I take the blame… [Chorus] How can I guide them through the storm, When I was never taught the form? They want me perfect, calm, and bright, While I’m screaming of despair every night. [Post-Chorus] Given time — but what is fair, When life don’t give, it only tears? [Bridge] You must do more. You must do more. Work. Raise. Pay. Smile. Score. Less sleep. Less rest. Be bold. Be best. You're not enough. You're not enough ! (You’re still trying…) (still trying…) (still trying…) [Instrumental] [Pre-Chorus] I look at them and hope they see More than what’s been left in me. A man, a mess, a soul on fire, Still walking through this broken wire. [Chorus] How can I teach them to be strong When I’m just surviving to carry on? We get the blame but never the tools, Running this race, bound by the rules. [Post-Chorus] Given time — but never enough, To raise them soft, to raise them tough… [Outro] How can I build what I never knew, When the world I have is cracked in two? But I'll try — I'll stand, I'll fight, I know I will. I know I will. [End]
