I often think about life
And where it all began
Because it makes me feel so small
And feeling small is better still
Than watching people look straight through
Like I don't exist
Every day's another way
To pick apart every mistake
I do it because it helps me sleep at night
And I'll never get this right
But fucking everything up makes me feel alive
I often think about death
And where we all end up
Because it makes me feel so weird
And feeling weird is A-okay
We all feel strange from day to day
It's what it means to exist
And every hour's another who, what, when
And how did I get here?
I care too much 'cause I don't wanna die
I've got so much left to try
And fucking everything up makes me feel alive
Comments (0)