If you have to ask, "Why me?"
When you're feeling really blue.
When the world has turned against you
And you don't know what to do.
When it pours colossal raindrops
And the road's a winding mess.
And you're feeling more confused
Than you could ever express.
When the saddened sun won't shine
When the stars never align.
When you'd rather be
Hanging by your neck on a tree.
Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 9:59 AM UTC
If you have to ask, "Why me?"
When you're feeling really blue.
When the world has turned against you
And you don't know what to do.
When it pours colossal raindrops
And the road's a winding mess.
And you're feeling more confused
Than you could ever express.
When the saddened sun won't shine
When the stars never align.
When you'd rather be
Hanging by your neck on a tree.
i have nothing to say here.
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