It’s like time never continuous.
It’s stuck like we all are too.
Can’t grown, won’t know.
Never are we ever leaving.

Complain about how bad your life is.
How miserably can you be.
Just stop talking and take a look around.
No one’s there for you when you finally can breathe.

They push you from left and right.
Dragging you down, you hesitate to struggle.
You want pity?
You just want attention.

It’s not my fault everyone’s like that.
I despise every side of your personality.
Your beauty is nothing compared to your attitude.
It’s nothing compared to me.

So do the only thing you can,
Mute the world’s noises.
Play the music from your heart.
Without ruining the single melody your life has.

It’s the song everyone knows,
And the only thing you know how to play.
It’s on repeat,
Using your mistakes as nodes.

It’s a sad song,
And you’re playing it for yourself only.