I could rid my eyes of this pessimistic view
I could buy into the latest design
I could distract myself with a goal for gold
but a little voice tells me I'd be better off dead
I could give everything of myself and work
myself to the very bone
I could aim to set off and save the world
I could bend over backwards to earn your praise
but alittle voice tells me I'd be better off dead
I could've,should've,would've
but never did..
because if living based on such artificial things
and I am forced to strive for the "American Dream"
Dieing would be ever so awe-inspiring
Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 1:20 PM UTC
I could rid my eyes of this pessimistic view
I could buy into the latest design
I could distract myself with a goal for gold
but a little voice tells me I'd be better off dead
I could give everything of myself and work
myself to the very bone
I could aim to set off and save the world
I could bend over backwards to earn your praise
but alittle voice tells me I'd be better off dead
I could've,should've,would've
but never did..
because if living based on such artificial things
and I am forced to strive for the "American Dream"
Dieing would be ever so awe-inspiring
What can I say everyday is one big challenge to relate,to speak,to even think clearly.
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