Who causes these thoughts in my head?
Is it me or God, or something worse instead
Because I feel like I'm drifting through time and space
And when I'm all used up I won't leave one trace
Of a life that was lived, of someone who was here,
With so much to give, but was held back through fear
Still, some moments were good and some moments were bad
Most of the moments I'll forget I even had
And life is merely moving from one to the next
But to gracefully connect the dots is a jest
But I'm feeling good, I swear I'm doing fine
Even if I talk funny from time to time
Can you remember the last time you heard me laugh?
I bite my lip and I spread the ashes
I try so hard but it don't come easy
Dark water surrounding me
Nothing as far as I can see
It feels so good to know that no one is thinking of me
Can you remember the last time you heard me laugh?
I bite my lip and I spread the ashes
I try so hard but it don't come easy
I'll keep my head up even if I don't want to
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