[Verse 1]
The whole wide world wants to put me in a box
A child of divorce
Paradise lost
If I'm being honest
I was born to fly
No one believes me
Surprise, surprise
So, bring it on

[Verse 2]
Dawn to dusk in a factory
The bossman's always got it out for me
While he drives home in a Cadillac
I walk for miles, and never look back

[Chorus]
So get busy living
Or get busy dying
If you don't take a stand
Then there's no use in trying
If you don't spread your wings
Then there's no way of flying
So get busy living
Or get busy dying


[Verse 3]
My treasure ain't gold
It ain't silver or shined
This ain't my home
I'm no slave to the grind
Wasted days I will never get back
Done chasing my tail
And following the pack
So, bring it on

[Chorus]
So get busy living
Or get busy dying
If you don't take a stand
Then there's no use in trying
If you don't spread your wings
Then there's no way of flying
So get busy living
Or get busy dying

[Post-Chorus]
The whole wide world wants to put me in a box
But they'll never turn me into someone I'm not
So, bring it on
So, bring it on
Bring it on