A Perfectly Messed Up Day

I don't do well when dealing with positivity,
and I,
don't exactly enjoy the attitude that life is rainbow and butterflies,
For me the world is full of misery, layers of hostility,
Most don't wake up to face the music,
they'll steal yours before you choose it.

To me it just ain't working fine,
can we find another way?
Another time?
We keep undermining a perfectly good day,
it just ain't paying off, so why, can't we let go, and leave it all behind?
I guess at least we tried, some things are good in the world anyway.

I always thought that I would be the one who chose positivity,
but now I just live negatively, knowing there's a lack of common sense,
then the voices keep guiding my hand, those thoughts still in my head,
those thoughts still in my head.

It's still not working fine,
can we find another way?
Another time?
We keep undermining a perfectly good day,
it just ain't paying off, so why, can't we let go, and leave it all behind?
I guess at least we tried, some things are good in the world anyway.

Living in a world where everybody thinks they know everything,
I confess they still know nothing,
I go by the touch and the feels of the songs they sing,
I go by feel about pretty much behind the scenes.
It ain't working fine for me,
I'm just saying, that's how it is,
it ain't working fine for me,
just another perfectly messed up day.
A perfectly messed up day.

It's still not working fine,
can we find another way?
Another time?
We keep undermining a perfectly good day,
it just ain't paying off, so why, can't we let go, and leave it all behind?
I guess at least we tried, some things are good in the world anyway.

It just ain't paying off, so why, can't we let go, and leave it all behind?

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