I hear some of you say
that I'm going crazy but
I don't give a first.
Give me something surreal at least
so I can buy it and go behind the shed
to smoke a cigarette.
Everyone's a combination
of happiness and craziness and
some would lose and some one win.
If you failed, remember
that every time you re-miss
you're hiding from your true self
in a real world.
Pretend you're happy, fine, cray,
totally out of control at times.
Start crying to the mirror
if you don't know what to do or say.
The art of living is in your head.
I hear some of you say
that I'm making them smile and happy but
I don't give a first.
Believe me, If i feel the same I'd buy you a hundred candles
and left 21 candles to be blunt
or give anything just to feel that
on my skin
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
I hear some of you say
that I'm going crazy but
I don't give a first.
Give me something surreal at least
so I can buy it and go behind the shed
to smoke a cigarette.
Everyone's a combination
of happiness and craziness and
some would lose and some one win.
If you failed, remember
that every time you re-miss
you're hiding from your true self
in a real world.
Pretend you're happy, fine, cray,
totally out of control at times.
Start crying to the mirror
if you don't know what to do or say.
The art of living is in your head.
I hear some of you say
that I'm making them smile and happy but
I don't give a first.
Believe me, If i feel the same I'd buy you a hundred candles
and left 21 candles to be blunt
or give anything just to feel that
on my skin
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