I get on with life as a student,
I'm a stunning kinda person.
I like singing on Sundays,
I like helping others in the week.
I like to contemplate the living.
But when I start to daydream,
My mind turns straight to the dead.
Oh oh oh!
Sometimes I look at myself and people look into my eyes,
I notice the way I think about the dead with a smile,
Curved lips I just can't disguise.
But I think it's the living making my life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
The Living or...
The Dead?
I like to use words like 'fantastic,'
I like to use words like 'brilliant.'
I like to use words about the living.
But when I stop my talking,
My mind turns straight to the dead.
Oh oh oh!
Sometimes I look at myself and people look into my eyes,
I notice the way I think about the dead with a smile,
Curved lips I just can't disguise.
But I think it's the living making my life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
The Living or...
The Dead?
I like to hang out with James,
I like to kick back with Matt,
But when left alone,
My mind turns straight to the dead.
Oh oh oh!
Sometimes I look at myself and people look into my eyes,
I notice the way I think about the dead with a smile,
Curved lips I just can't disguise.
But I think it's the living making my life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
The Living or...
The Dead?
I'm not too fond of life,
I really hate love,
But I just think back to the dead,
And I'm happy once again.
Oh oh oh!
Talented you are! Do you have a tune in mind?
ReplyDeleteThank you!! :) I actually don't haha. I usually write lyrics but don't do much else with them, sadly.
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