You'll Say Sorry Through Your Smile - Samsa

I’m sick of trembling in fear at the idea of death

Since it’s always on my mind I just hide in my bed

«Everybody's scared of it» is what my therapist said

But my case seems worse, when I’ve barely been fed

Because the kitchen’s too far to desire the steps

It’d take to make it down the stairs and try to find a baguette

Or something similar that wouldn’t make my stomach upset

It doesn’t feel like this is real, yeah, my mind is a mess

The only times it seems clear is when music is played

Some relatable creator says I’ll soon be okay

Or when reading poetry and trying to soothe the dismay

And I can lose my insecurities in cute little sayings, like

«Why frown when the sun goes down

If you’ll wake in the morning to such nice sounds

When the nighttime creeps, well your eyes might weep

But that’s moonlight tryna find nice people»

«Why frown when the sun comes 'round

Even if you feel shaken or upside down

When the daytime hits, you’ll be great, my friend

Just make it through this, just make it through this»

«Why frown when the sun comes 'round

Even if you feel shaken or upside down

When the daytime hits, you’ll be great, my friend

Just make it through this, you can make it through this»