Once upon a time she said

Just getting by is getting old
Locked up inside this pigeonhole
Breaking my back with my bare hands
Some of us can't some of us can

I don't have it in me
A bullet needs a gun
And in the land of plenty
They need a champion
I'm one more of many
Not a lion on the sun

Been hanging around and holding on
Here underground way too long
Losing my mind digging for gold
All I can find as life unfolds is

I don't have it in me
A bullet needs a gun
And in the land of plenty
They need a champion
I'm one more of many
Not a lion in the sun

It's unpopular
To be unpopular
It's unpopular
To be unpopular

Isn't it sad?
The ending won't be a happy one
I'm one more of many
Not a lion in the sun