Hard Luck

What can i say when as far as i can see the jokes on me?
when ive had my fill of fucking up, ive had enough hard luck
patience, they say. well every chance i take i fall flat on my fucking face
and ive been here before, it stinks as much now as it did before
what do they say? they said put trust in faith,
but risk nothing, gain nothing and have nothing at all
cause good intentions arent breaking my fall
what can i say when as far as i can see the jokes on me?
when ive had my fill of fucking up, ive had enough hard luck
how do i know if ive lived? what rule of measure are we gauging this with?
or have i lost my mind, its the life i want i cant push it away
so ive towed the line, stood up and told total lies.
then kept my head down and ignored.
its a right to survive, not a roll of the die
or misconception we're content 'getting by'
its a fatal mistake to live a life ruled by fate
its on your hands to change your own sorry state