Fly Song

Flies run into mirrors, and so does everyone else Chasing things they think are real Happiness is a fairy tail I don't want to be a downer But that's all ever seem to be I don't want to be a loner But how could anyone really love me I thought about dying last night I thought about how hard it would be I thought about thinking it over I thought about jumping I thought about not existing But I can't do that, cause I think people care At least enough to listen To my complaints, roll another joint Cause this is how I cope I am a fly, trapped inside a lightbulb The heat's beating down on my back And I can't take it But I can't leave because I'm trapped I'm always trapped Screaming, hurting, suffering, a slow death And now my wings are burning And so is my brain So now all that think of Is an escape