basically i'm complicated
i have a hard time taking the easy way
i wouldn't call it schizophrenia
but i'll be at least 2 people today
if that's okay
and i can go on and on and on... but who cares?
it's deep how you can be so shallow
and i'm afraid cause i have no fear
and i didn't believe in magic
until i watched you disappear
i wish you where here
and i can go on and on and on... but who cares?
you see, everybody is somebody
but nobody wants to be themselves
and if i ever wanted to understand me
i'll have to talk to someone else
cause every little bit helps
and i can go on and on and on... but who cares?
feels like... the surreal life
but it's still nice
wish i could live twice
but i still might
if these bones heal right
i see a little light
though it's still night
feels like... surreal like
but its still nice
wish i could live twice
but i still might
if these bones heal right
i see a little light
though it's still night
