Nothin but a lazy boy recline, just relax
Now is looking good but tomorrow’s where it’s at
Waiting on that perfect time for all my shit to realign
But until that time hmmm take my time
Aint no need to rush cause I know just what I’m doing
Patience is a virtue that’s exactly what im doing
Wait it out, sit it out, life is coming soon
Back to bed, rest my head, its barely fucking noon
There’s so much I want to do but I can’t is the excuse
I’m victim to a ruse by a self inflected wound
It was self infused, so there’s no one else to blame
When I try to point the finger but can only find my name
It’s adding up the same as I try and try once more
But can it really change if myself is civil war
Rebellion against the score but I’m crushed in the attack
The pusher is myself in the way and that’s a fact


You can’t let go
No use, cause
Pushers getting in your view

So you feel the pusher
And you feel the pusher
Yeah you feel the pusher
And you feel
And you feel
And you feel the pusher

I thought it was true love fitting like a perfect glove
But when I looked closer it was purely yell and shove
Forget the puppy love the honeymoon was just a drug
Biting like a bug now there’s aint no ridding of
That feeling deep inside presides implied and now applied
Believing no matter what when it was a blatant lie
Were Still fighting for the lie since now it’s all we have
But love was just a fad let’s admit we’d been had
Add it up and do the math were on the wrong path
Were on the right train but, different tracks
It’s ok to turn our backs and begin our separate ways
Givin that we don’t then were in each others way
Remember yesterday but, just leave it there
The past is in the past it can never come back here
Just trying to make it clear so we feel the hurt no more
Love is now a pusher but aint pushing me no more

(CHORUS)

Pushing me no more no
I’m pushing back
Pushing me no more no
I’m coming back
Pushing me no more no
I’m back on track
Pushing me no more no
And that’s a fucking fact

Wanting something more, a prize behind a door
Just a dollar more so I can even up the score
Possessing plenty sense, but that wont be paying rent
I need a miracle or something heaven sent
I gambled off my blessings all into the finer dressings
But now I’m stuck at home, and that’s shit’s depressing
Dreams of Jackpot Wins like I’m dreaming dirty sins
Lady Luck undressing and then soon be giving in
To everything I wish swimming in it like a fish
Living in the heavens so luxurious
Money’s what I need so I’m thriving in that greed
Doing what it say’s so that Money’s pushing me

(CHORUS)