Life Man Whats the point? by Complainer. Lyrics
And I’m amazed I can even hold a guitar
My palms are always sweating and
I always catch myself off guard
With all the simple things I manage to fail at
I hate this body, but I guess I’m stuck with it
And I know I’ll never make it out alive
But I hope that I’m proven wrong for once this time
And I can’t expect you to understand that
I could keep my chin up, but what’s the point?
And maybe I wouldn’t be this guy
If I didn’t grow up such a sponge
For everything in my life
So thank you Sunday school
For teaching me to hate who am
And I wish I knew what showed me to so love being sad
And I know I’ll never make it out alive
But I hope that I’m proven wrong for once this time
And I can’t expect you to understand that
I could keep my chin up, but what’s the point?
Well maybe I just need a trip out of my head
But it’s the only place I’ve ever been
And I know that I shouldn’t complain
I mean after all things could be worse, couldn’t they?
And I know I’ll never make it out alive
But I hope that I’m proven wrong for once this time
And I can’t expect you to understand that
I could keep my chin up, but what’s the point?
My palms are always sweating and
I always catch myself off guard
With all the simple things I manage to fail at
I hate this body, but I guess I’m stuck with it
And I know I’ll never make it out alive
But I hope that I’m proven wrong for once this time
And I can’t expect you to understand that
I could keep my chin up, but what’s the point?
And maybe I wouldn’t be this guy
If I didn’t grow up such a sponge
For everything in my life
So thank you Sunday school
For teaching me to hate who am
And I wish I knew what showed me to so love being sad
And I know I’ll never make it out alive
But I hope that I’m proven wrong for once this time
And I can’t expect you to understand that
I could keep my chin up, but what’s the point?
Well maybe I just need a trip out of my head
But it’s the only place I’ve ever been
And I know that I shouldn’t complain
I mean after all things could be worse, couldn’t they?
And I know I’ll never make it out alive
But I hope that I’m proven wrong for once this time
And I can’t expect you to understand that
I could keep my chin up, but what’s the point?