Gina

I pretend to care
Is that my job
Pretending acting
Every word meaningless
Every nicety
Is it boredom sadness pain
Or are you searching

If you have nothing to want for
Nothing to strive for
If you have nothing to work for
Why go on

Today I felt the grass on my feet
The ground underneath
Today I felt the grass on my feet
Today the inanity
Today the insanity
The shallow shallow water on concrete

If you have nothing to want for
Nothing to strive for
If you have nothing to work for
Why go on
If you have nothing to want for
Nothing to strive for
If you have nothing to work for
Why go on

It seems perfect
But the anger
Close to the surface

It seems perfect
But the anger
Close to the surface

It seems perfect
But the anger
Close to the surface



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Bottomley, Emma Sky Bottomley
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