Fake world
Sometimes I just sit around like I'm waiting for the world to end!
Sometimes I just like too sit around
like I'm waiting for the world to end
maybe somewhere amongst the dead
I can find my self a friend
Because its lonely here
where the people live
playing their games of pretend,
Living life so emptily
and pretending that its all okay.
I just want to be lost in my thoughts
Cuz anywheres better than here
For all the blood the sweat and the tears
I'm surprised there's any of me left.
And now I'm drowning my sorrows again
Hello dear bottle my friend
Won't you help me through this mess
So I can find myself again
Sometimes I just sit around
like I'm waiting for this world to end
maybe somewhere amongst the dead
I can find my self a friend
I just can't seem to under stand
Why people live life this way
Acting like people that they've never been
For people this they'll never meet
Sometimes I just sit around
like I'm waiting for the world to end
maybe somewhere amongst the dead
I can find my self a friend
Ilife a taste that's bitter sweet
Wont wash away easily
I refuse to swallow this drink
I'd rather pass away and be free.
It seems to be the quickest escape
from this place
Lay back, eyes closed just drift away
I will find my own escape.
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