The catchy songs play such a dangerous lie
“You’re a shining star brightly rising so high”
How is it then if I left and was just traded out
No one would notice my absence, no doubt
Day after day time is ticking just the same
Our selves that are borrowed search around for a seat that they can claim
The struggle to climb to the top is claiming lives
No heart has stopped beating like mine…
The scars I’ve dealt with have begun to creep
They’re hurting as I open old wounds again to weep
The words begin to blur into a mess once more
Play that sad melody I’ve grown to adore
What are all the songs you could listen to on repeat?
What are all the foods that you love so much to eat?
And who is the person that keeps you up late at night?
Of course, if it’s not me I wouldn’t hide in bed alone to cry
One day I ran home, hid away, and I screamed
“Nobody makes an effort to understand me!”
TBH even if it’s just a love that’s skin deep
I want somebody to love me, truly
I’m faking my way to seem like I’m alright
Cause I’m not too talented, charming, cool, or bright
By concealing and switching up my own design you see
Every day I’m smiling
What is “not enough” to meet the mass’s demands?
What is the line of “too much” how much can they stand?
Before the clock strikes seven a.m I sigh
Ah, I’d rather just lie here and go die
What’s a movie you could rewatch every day?
What’s a single word you couldn’t bear not to say?
Who is the lucky person you’d like to see tonight?
Oh, I know it’s not, me who you wanna see, ah, am I right?
My, my, my future is bleak
Oh I, oh I, have left joy’s hide-and-seek
Alone, alone there’s no one by my side
Nobody here to join this ride..
Let’s laugh and laugh together as a team
Just see, my feelings bring hope to my dream
Alas, the flag of white was raised by me
I’ve given up now the world is getting blurry
What are all the songs you could listen to on repeat?
What are all the foods that you love so much to eat
And who is the person that keeps you up late at night
“Oh, I know it’s not, me who you wanna see...” Yeah... that’s right
I’m always sabotaging my chances with conceit
And damaging my psyche, wallowing in defeat
I realize now I’m older, wiser than I was back then
Hey, tell me
Is it too late to try again?