lyrics
If this is the life, I’d rather be dead,
Living to work, living dispair
Honestly honesty,
Never a share
Please hold me down,
And slit my throat,
If count me out,
Don’t rock your boat
If these are the facts,
You’d better be scared
I could read and learn,
Or drink and forget
Promises promises,
Don’t even dare.
I’m getting a little ahead of myself,
Just basking in beautiful torment,
It won’t get you far.
I struggle sometimes when I look but don’t see
There’s no body listening,
I wish I could be your voice
credits
from
Foma,
released September 21, 2012
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