I was in a similar spot a long time ago. Even though in such a situation it’s incredibly hard to see it from outside your black bubble of depression, from your family’s and friends’ POV, it really does help to try.
Gimme that canvas, let me paint some shit/ Pass me some poison, let me take a hit/ I’m just embarrassed and comfortably numb/ But failure is painful and lying is fun
Dress code, cocktails, looking so fancy/ We feel like we’re a little bit classy/ Cheers to the fact that we’re not dead/ Swimming with the sharks, but we’re still not dead yet
Psycho I go right to buy those/ Optimistic magic fix it pills/ I’m so right though, that’s my life, bro/ Underwater, coughing with my gills
Don’t let this moment go to waste/ You don’t know when the feeling could happen again/ Don’t let this moment go to waste/ You don’t know when the feeling could happen again
Touch me, taste me, tell me I’m not fading/ Tell me that I look just like a man/ 'Cause lately, baby, I’ve been going crazy/ Trying not to be an embarrassment
Paul Simon has so many hard-hitting lyrics across his entire catalog. I’m sure I could find something from just about any album, but for me, what comes instantly to mind is this line from “The Cool, Cool River”: “And sometimes, even music/ Cannot substitute for tears”.
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