Robin Williams
Since I moved to Los Angeles
I approved my dad's hypothesis
That I'd lose my faith and start to question why
All the greats have been depressed
And money can't buy happiness
'Cause the more I get, the more I realize
Nothing that I have is really mine
What if there is beauty in boring?
What if I find solace in the ordinary?
'Cause if I want it all, when will I stop wanting more?
What good is being worshiped if I don't know what for?
If the American dream was really fulfilling
Then maybe we'd still be watching Robin Williams
Life's a moving finish line
We're never really satisfied
The things we chase, we'll have to leave behind
We celebrate each success by deciphering which one is best
The more that you're adored, the less you're liked
How could that not make you lose your mind?
What if there is beauty in boring?
What if I find solace in the ordinary?
'Cause if I want it all, when will I stop wanting more?
What good is being worshiped if I don't know what for?
If the American dream was actually fulfilling
Then maybe we'd still be watching Robin Williams
Aaaah
Aaaah
Aaaah
I approved my dad's hypothesis
That I'd lose my faith and start to question why
All the greats have been depressed
And money can't buy happiness
'Cause the more I get, the more I realize
Nothing that I have is really mine
What if there is beauty in boring?
What if I find solace in the ordinary?
'Cause if I want it all, when will I stop wanting more?
What good is being worshiped if I don't know what for?
If the American dream was really fulfilling
Then maybe we'd still be watching Robin Williams
Life's a moving finish line
We're never really satisfied
The things we chase, we'll have to leave behind
We celebrate each success by deciphering which one is best
The more that you're adored, the less you're liked
How could that not make you lose your mind?
What if there is beauty in boring?
What if I find solace in the ordinary?
'Cause if I want it all, when will I stop wanting more?
What good is being worshiped if I don't know what for?
If the American dream was actually fulfilling
Then maybe we'd still be watching Robin Williams
Aaaah
Aaaah
Aaaah
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Writer(s): Alexander Hoyt Wilke, Madeleine Marie Zahm
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