my life is dull
it`s so contemptible
and you`re so strange
there`s just so much to change
but i`ll keep on breathing anyway
keep on breathing anyway
keep on breathing anyway
my life is numb
somewhat lesser when i bum
and i`m no good
even if it`s understood
that i`ll keep on seething anyway
keep on seething anyway
keep on seething anyway
who needs today
wishing it away
you made a mess of me
my life is framed
with autobiographical acclaim
and you`re so odd
you must be a messenger from god
but i`ll keep on unbelieving anyway
cause i`d rather get high on a sunday
keep unbelieving anyway
way
way