Here’s to a not-so-movie life
Where everything seems to take a bite
Here’s to a not-so-movie life
Where there seems to be no light
Oh, here’s to a not-so-movie life
Where, sometimes, you want to die
Just to get away from this life

Can someone say
Just spell it out
What these thoughts are
What these dreams are
What game do I play
What does it all mean

Am I going insane
Or like the others
How they are so plain

I don’t want anymore of this
These confusing riddles
And rhymes
That no one understands

Just say it
No matter how bland
All I want
Is an answer
Something I can understand

The thing is
No one can’t
No matter how hard they try

The night sky looms above
Showing the night sky of
A city
Pollution takes
Away the stars
That makes
It seems so dark
Years ago
Where I used to call home
The stars covered
The night sky
They loomed above
With pretty light
But now
Pollution takes
Away the stars
That makes
It seem so dark

They say
That Icarus flew too high
That he fell from the sky
But don’t they know
What would’ve happened
If he flew too low?
His wings would rust
Next to the ocean below
That is cause
If you fly too low
You may break your soul

You look into my eyes
And see how I have died

You ask if I’m okay
I quickly throw on a face
In an attempt to look great

And say ‘I’m fine’
‘Just got something on my mind ‘

You walk away
Not realizing
How badly I’m lying

Oh. How easy it would be?
To let the world be
Just let it go on without me

Knives in the kitchen
Pills in the cabinet

Oh; How easy it would be?
To just let go
Of all I know
Let the blood flow
As my life goes

No more
No more pain
No more fear
No more anything

Travel downstairs
Thinking how easy it would be
Pass by a door
A closed door
But it is more
Than a door
It hides a young innocent soul
How sad it would be
For her to see me go
She wouldn’t know
Why I wanted to go

I look across from this door
Just to see another door
Again, it is more
Than a door
It holds two wise souls
They’ve seen me grow
Oh. How they don’t know
What has grown inside me
How it makes me want to bleed
They might never know

I look at the stairs
I realize something
I realize others will care
They will cry
Cause I couldn’t even try
To stay alive
You can’t get rid of pain
You just pass it on
And it multiplies

I turn around
Without making a sound
Head straight to bed
Ashamed of the dark
That I had fed
But I still think
‘Oh, how easy would it be?’

To find the strength
To get out of bed
Is lucky.

To put on that smile,
That mask of yours,
Is lucky.

To try
Not to cry
Is lucky.

To act like
Everything’s fine
Is lucky.

Lucky
To be alive
And live a life.

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