Lyrics

CREAMING SODA

When I was ten
I was loving the lifestyle
Now I'm much closer to death
Occasional drinking
Is helping my thinking
But it also hurts my head

Life is a killer
Life is a killer
What, when, how and why
A creaming soda
So mediocre
Must I try
I'm feeling better
I'm feeling better
When I feel this sick
I wasn't coping
So started smoking
Just to quit

Living the dream
But I have only nightmares
I am asleep all my days
Nothing I say
Should be taken as gospel
Not that it is anyway

As I throw bags
Overboard
My boat gets
Much lighter
As I let go
Of the pain
I'll rise up
Much higher
I'm dragged down
No longer
I've wised up
I'll rise

I laugh at the jokes
Though they're not very funny
It's odd that I should even try
But life is a joke
That is killing me loudly
I laugh so as not to cry