| Life Isn't Real |
| My life has improved so much, it just can't get any better but I still can't figure out why the hell I am writing this letter that's gonna tell you the reason it's gonna tell you the key to why I won't be here tomorrow for any of you to see the feeling that's making me write this comes out of the blue and attacks me it takes over my mind, controls it, and I'm no longer free Life isn't something you can change, so don't even try cause life isn't real, it's just something that passes by I want to be as happy as I used to be for everything I have but I just end up getting pissed every time I try to be glad seems like everything has an opposite after the truths shed but these shedding truths and revealed lies arise from inside my head so I try to see what's real or wha I am just thinking but all I do is sit here and feel my heart sinking Life isn't something you can change, so don't even try cause life isn't real, it's just something that passes by It's like a disease that forms inside of me and when it fills me up I just can't see what's real and what I'm being fed cause all of this is getting born in my head so here I go to find a place one that's not too shoddy where tomorrow someone is sure to find my pathetic lifeless body although I'm alive I've realized I'm already wasting away so I don't mind if my body starts to rot and decay before every one of you sees it laying motionless on the floor because you've seen me worse: alive in that state before Life isn't something you can change, so don't even try cause life isn't real, it's just something that passes by CHORUS 2X Instrumental Bridge CHORUS so what do you think the odds are? about a million to one of finding me; your lost friend your lost brother or lost son or lost cousin or lost meighbor the list goes on and on don't bother running after me the deed's already done and you won't wake up in the morning and see my face at dawn cause the night before I found a real nice noose then it tightened, now I'm gone |
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