Insanitys Life
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It's a bit long, but I tend to write songs longer. Opinions on it?
There's not really much to say. I wake up, and live each day. I wanna be happy, I wanna be sad. Maybe mad, glad. I don't care. I don't control my mind. Maybe one day sanity is something I'll find. These thoughts that stumble. Like a volcano, that will rumble. Hanging on a mountain that's about to crumble. Perhaps they'll roll down the mountain, tumble, tumble, tumble.
I love life. No I hate it. I can't control what I'm thinking. I wanna be able to be in control. But I can't tell what's happening to my soul. My life is good, then it takes a toll. There's nothing to live for, there's nothing to die for. I can't ask for anything more. I walk, then crawl across the floor. My lifes like an old run down, antique store. I'm evil to the core.
Am I happy or sad? No, I'm neither. I never was either. My mind can't decide what I am. My mind bangs against the wall, or a door that will slam. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble. I'll hit the ground when I fall.
We should all be happy. My lives crappy. I put on the mask, it's become an every day task. I fake being happy, so everyone around me doesn't worry. When really inside my head, and heart is a cold winter flurry. I feel like I'm dead. Depression a disease that's widespread. It all fills up in our head. Honestly I'm sad, I fake being glad. It's hard for me to give smiles, when all I see is pain, that goes on for miles and miles.
I get why I confuse you. Trust me I'm confused too. Life's just black and white. We're either wrong or right. All I do is lie, and bite. I'm the one that's always wrong. Life is really to long. I don't get why people say it's short, I just started life, but I'm ready to abort. I put on the happiness mask, to fool everyone. My true feelings will always be hidden, in the dark. Maybe I have a little spark.
Am I happy or sad? No, I'm neither. I never was either. My mind can't decide what I am. My mind bangs against the wall, or a door that will slam. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble. I'll hit the ground when I fall.
All I do is lie. When I'm alone, all I do is cry. Just leave me here to die. My past defines me. How I wish I could change it. All the haunting memories, keep locked up in a cage, never free. In the book of life, I wish I could burn each page. Forgetting, what I did 10 years ago, even a day ago. Inside I'm at an all time low, but on the outside, no one will ever know. My hearts not warm, it's covered in cold snow.
Am I happy or sad? No, I'm neither. I never was either. My mind can't decide what I am. My mind bangs against the wall, or a door that will slam. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble. I'll hit the ground when I fall.
I wish I could tell you, but I really can't. I can barely even tell myself, but what do you care, after all I'm just another ant. So, let me blow up the world, let me tear down the sky. Leave me here to cry. I'm not happy, only on the outside. I have no pride. I'll keep living a lie and let everyone think I'm ok. Because I'm use to putting on this mask, day by day. I don't think I'll ever change my way. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble.
There's not really much to say. I wake up, and live each day. I wanna be happy, I wanna be sad. Maybe mad, glad. I don't care. I don't control my mind. Maybe one day sanity is something I'll find. These thoughts that stumble. Like a volcano, that will rumble. Hanging on a mountain that's about to crumble. Perhaps they'll roll down the mountain, tumble, tumble, tumble.
I love life. No I hate it. I can't control what I'm thinking. I wanna be able to be in control. But I can't tell what's happening to my soul. My life is good, then it takes a toll. There's nothing to live for, there's nothing to die for. I can't ask for anything more. I walk, then crawl across the floor. My lifes like an old run down, antique store. I'm evil to the core.
Am I happy or sad? No, I'm neither. I never was either. My mind can't decide what I am. My mind bangs against the wall, or a door that will slam. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble. I'll hit the ground when I fall.
We should all be happy. My lives crappy. I put on the mask, it's become an every day task. I fake being happy, so everyone around me doesn't worry. When really inside my head, and heart is a cold winter flurry. I feel like I'm dead. Depression a disease that's widespread. It all fills up in our head. Honestly I'm sad, I fake being glad. It's hard for me to give smiles, when all I see is pain, that goes on for miles and miles.
I get why I confuse you. Trust me I'm confused too. Life's just black and white. We're either wrong or right. All I do is lie, and bite. I'm the one that's always wrong. Life is really to long. I don't get why people say it's short, I just started life, but I'm ready to abort. I put on the happiness mask, to fool everyone. My true feelings will always be hidden, in the dark. Maybe I have a little spark.
Am I happy or sad? No, I'm neither. I never was either. My mind can't decide what I am. My mind bangs against the wall, or a door that will slam. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble. I'll hit the ground when I fall.
All I do is lie. When I'm alone, all I do is cry. Just leave me here to die. My past defines me. How I wish I could change it. All the haunting memories, keep locked up in a cage, never free. In the book of life, I wish I could burn each page. Forgetting, what I did 10 years ago, even a day ago. Inside I'm at an all time low, but on the outside, no one will ever know. My hearts not warm, it's covered in cold snow.
Am I happy or sad? No, I'm neither. I never was either. My mind can't decide what I am. My mind bangs against the wall, or a door that will slam. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble. I'll hit the ground when I fall.
I wish I could tell you, but I really can't. I can barely even tell myself, but what do you care, after all I'm just another ant. So, let me blow up the world, let me tear down the sky. Leave me here to cry. I'm not happy, only on the outside. I have no pride. I'll keep living a lie and let everyone think I'm ok. Because I'm use to putting on this mask, day by day. I don't think I'll ever change my way. Mumble, stumble, tumble, rumble, crumble.