sometimes you just want to laugh so bad
that it makes you want to cry
there isn't much worth laughing over
but that doesn't mean you can't try
and just when i think that i'm doing well
i know that i'm not at all
why can't i pick myself up?
why can't i climb this wall
and overcome the burden
of my heavy heart?
even after i try so much
to heal myself through my art
but i am just repeating myself
it's getting old
there's snow on the ground now
but it's not what i've been told
the world's just getting warmer
with the firey passion of hatred
and the polution in the air
i threw it out, but you still ate it
my heart might be a tastey snack
it will fill you up for a short while
but you always see the worst in me
and so i find it so hard to smile
i respond by what is expected
and i'm getting tired of my life
as i feel the pools of water grow in my eyes
and wait for another body of water to arrive
i laugh to escape what i thought was a dream
turns out it's a lack of self esteem
but what do you expect when we both
put me down and stop my growth
so i'll laugh and i'll laugh
until my stomach explodes
so i'll die on the couch
and you'll see what i wrote
on this night of loneliness
and of depression
"life's too short"
is just an expression
that it makes you want to cry
there isn't much worth laughing over
but that doesn't mean you can't try
and just when i think that i'm doing well
i know that i'm not at all
why can't i pick myself up?
why can't i climb this wall
and overcome the burden
of my heavy heart?
even after i try so much
to heal myself through my art
but i am just repeating myself
it's getting old
there's snow on the ground now
but it's not what i've been told
the world's just getting warmer
with the firey passion of hatred
and the polution in the air
i threw it out, but you still ate it
my heart might be a tastey snack
it will fill you up for a short while
but you always see the worst in me
and so i find it so hard to smile
i respond by what is expected
and i'm getting tired of my life
as i feel the pools of water grow in my eyes
and wait for another body of water to arrive
i laugh to escape what i thought was a dream
turns out it's a lack of self esteem
but what do you expect when we both
put me down and stop my growth
so i'll laugh and i'll laugh
until my stomach explodes
so i'll die on the couch
and you'll see what i wrote
on this night of loneliness
and of depression
"life's too short"
is just an expression