when i was younger
i'd always wonder
how life would be like when i'm all grown up
i stuck to the story
was all full of glory
sitting in the spotlight waiting to shine
i'm talking about life
i love it but i hate it sometimes
i'm talking about life
i love it but i hate it sometimes
what's with life and it's split personality
like a mirror that flatters discerningly
rewarding some
destroying others
today was my turn to get shattered
i'm talking about life
i love it but sometimes i hate it sometimes
i'm talking about life
i love it but sometimes i hate it sometimes
and it's every man for himself out there
my human side psyche mimics the weather
somedays highs but mainly lows. i'm talking about life
i love it but sometimes i hate it sometimes
i'm talking about life
i love it but sometimes i hate it sometimes
we are building a life that breaths
a life that sees just don't destroy his every dream
we search for the light that blinks
that guides the ship to where his every wish may be
i just want the life i see in front of me
why is it the life i cannot be
they're building a life that breaths
they're building a life at sees
they've built me
now where's my life?