Lyrics

I know you hate school, but here is some maths If you take the world's population and divide You will soon realise how many people hide And the pills they take to survive multiplies It's a shame of how we live, it hurts how we fake It pains to see people, crying on their feet everyday But some of us just can't seem to shift the pain And for some people it goes away but others it gets worse day by day I have a friend, he struggles to find piece in this world When constantly tryna find out if his wealth is being held Whether that's in a low or high, he still tries to find The reason to the thoughts that make him wanna die and survive He's been jumping from doctor to doctor like a table tennis game That seems to have no end, feeling worthless, broke and immense of pain He told me he don't know if he would be able to feel the same Like when he was a kid, helpless and enjoying his life's faith
Writer(s): Ryan Toms Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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