So stand the fuck up, show me that this life is worth living Oh take this day and call it your own; this is your chance to redeem yourself In a world where every single day counts, the cloke strickes twelve and I'm still in bed, staring at the ceiling Will I ever amount to anything? I will never know I will never know I will never know Is there a purpose in this life to be fulfilled? Is there a way to make sense of a life that will one day end? Will anything I do be remembered? Will these words live to be read by the eyes of a new generation? I will be there for, for you I will be there Pick your fucking self up and realise that one-day you will be a memory Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Stand the fuck up, show me that this life is worth living Oh take this day and call it your own; this is your chance to redeem yourself I will never know.