Short Life
In this short life, i don't have regrets
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
In this short life, i don't have regrets
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
Life's too short to be looking back on stuff that doesn't really matter anyway
And this is what i think about the short life
Why is life so short, why do we take stuff for granted
Why does no one help you when your feeling down
it's always you sitting another with a frown
Till you finally say it's time for you to stop and go
Then they ask why you couldn't deal with what you withhold
Because you're brain is crying inside
But they think you lie, by talking about it
So we don't till it's too late and now we are all dead
In this short life, i don't have regrets
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
In this short life, i don't have regrets
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
In this short life, i don't have regrets
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
Life's too short to be looking back on stuff that doesn't really matter anyway
And this is what i think about the short life
Why is life so short, why do we take stuff for granted
Why does no one help you when your feeling down
it's always you sitting another with a frown
Till you finally say it's time for you to stop and go
Then they ask why you couldn't deal with what you withhold
Because you're brain is crying inside
But they think you lie, by talking about it
So we don't till it's too late and now we are all dead
In this short life, i don't have regrets
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
In this short life, i don't have regrets
Woke up on the pier, ask me why you left
Without giving me a reason
The nights are cold
I have no more days, no
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Writer(s): Lucas Parton
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