Lives
Everyone's afraid of their own life
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
No one really knows the ones they love
If you knew everything they thought
I bet you'd wish that they'd just shut up
Well, you were the dull sound of sharp math when you were alive
No one's gonna play the harp when you die
And if I had a nickel for every damn dime
I'd have half the time
Do you mind?
Everyone's afraid of their own lives
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
It's our lives
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
We're alive for the first time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
We're alive for the last time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
To live before you die
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
That our lives are such a short time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
When it takes such a long time
It's hard to remember
It's hard to remember
My mom's God is a woman and my mom, she is a witch
I like this
My hell comes from inside, comes from inside myself
Why fight this?
Everyone's afraid of their own life
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
No one really knows the ones they love
If you knew everything they thought
I bet you'd wish that they'd just shut up
Well, you were the dull sound of sharp math when you were alive
No one's gonna play the harp when you die
And if I had a nickel for every damn dime
I'd have half the time
Do you mind?
Everyone's afraid of their own lives
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
It's our lives
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
We're alive for the first time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
We're alive for the last time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
To live before you die
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
That our lives are such a short time
It's hard to remember, it's hard to remember
When it takes such a long time
It's hard to remember
It's hard to remember
My mom's God is a woman and my mom, she is a witch
I like this
My hell comes from inside, comes from inside myself
Why fight this?
Everyone's afraid of their own life
If you could be anything you want
I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Brock, Eric Judy, Jeremiah Green
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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