Isn't it funny how things work out?
Isn't it so god damn hilarious when they don't?
Don't you smile when you see someone happy?
Don't you laugh when you see them choke?
And isn't it strange when we see something normal
And so acceptable when it's so odd
We won't believe each others truth
But we'll believe in such a thing as 'god'
How come this world is so messed up?
And perfect in every way
How can tomorrow not be the same
As the yesterdays before today
How can we expect the worst to happen?
But are so surprised when it comes
If we know we're going to regret something
Why in the first place let it be done?
And have you noticed how we judge others?
Before we take a look at ourselves
We're the last to listen to a friends cry
And the first to ask for their help
I just feel I'm trapped in a world where I'm free
And I seem to be everyone but me
I'm lost but at the same time I'm found
I'm crowded but no ones around
Everything seems to make so much sense
But I just don't get it at all
I'm standing straight here on the ground
But I feel as if I'm about to fall
The world is moving far too fast
And yet it seems so slow
I plan the future ahead of me
But I don't know when I'll go
And maybe I'm laughing with happiness
But inside I know I'm crying
I'm alive like you all are but then
In the end.... Aren't we all dying?
