Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Is The World Strange?, artist - Cosmo Jarvis.
Date of issue: 25.09.2011
Song language: English
Is The World Strange? |
Is the world strange, or am I strange? |
Is the world strange, or am I? |
Is the world mean, or am I mean? |
Guess I won’t know 'til I die |
Everyone I know, I don’t wanna see you anymore |
I don’t even know what I know you for, all I know is that you made me feel |
abnormal |
And mostly always, all day, as kids when we played |
I still felt like I had to try to be okay with you |
And truly, I wanted you to like me |
Not spite me without explanation unrightly |
But even as a kid, my heart’s what I hid |
'Cause something about it and this planet don’t fit |
I could never build relationships the way you did |
So you were only friends with what I pretended |
Every day, every minute, and now I’m stuck so far in it |
This game will mean death for me if I don’t win it |
I’m a coward, a deserter, an anonymous flirter |
I had me a woman, but my bullshit just hurt her |
Very much the same, when I was at school |
Felt like I was from a junk gene pool |
Created to be confused, should never have to choose |
Between what I am, and what the world understands |
But if I never did, I would be more isolated |
But sure I’d be hated, so it’s way better if I fake it |
Fake me, fake these words |
I’m sick of polishing this turd |
For this proud little planet, that can’t understand it |
But really, it’s clearly my fucked mind that’s had it |
I tried, don’t know why, but myself was no help |
People saw shit inside me; |
it’s clear that they felt |
It wasn’t their job to comprehend, so I began learning them |
To spare them the expense, I began my descent to the future |
Time here’s not like when you’re 8 |
It’s real, like mistakes I just realized I made |
Like thinking people are worth having to suffer |
Painting over yourself in their favourite colour |
Or maybe I’m just a clock with no real face |
Who tried to tick-tock but could not find a pace… |
Is the world dead, or am I dead? |
Is the world dead, or am I? |
Is the world fucked, or am I fucked? |
Guess I won’t know 'til I die |
And I wished you would be harsh to me |
And explain to my face every fault you could see |
Instead you were silent, yes, you let me be |
To continue the search for what mask you could treat |
Like a motherfucking normal human being |
Other kids in your club didn’t have masks to bring |
They didn’t act different, and that was sufficient |
For them to receive all your trust that I didn’t |
That’s why I can’t care now about you lot |
'Cause from the beginning you never said 'get lost' |
You never said 'Fuck off, cuz, take that brave mask off |
We as a world have decided you’re just not |
What we’re looking for in a long time acquaintance |
We don’t like hearing your emotionless statements' |
And your 'I can’t play ball with the world' conversations |
Kill yourself now, so in the future we’re free from your songs about fucked up |
personality" |
I always prayed that you would punch me in the face |
And shout 'You are a waste of space, get out, my family say you can’t come |
'round' |
Wanted everyone more than they ever wanted me |
I worked for them, worked for their company |
'Cause it wasn’t really me they befriended, extended friendly courtesy |
It was whatever mask that I wore that applied to their sort |
That applied to them so much they’d answer the door |
When I knocked after school with my trusty skateboard |
And I’m paying for it now, I’m a rain filled cloud |
That can’t drop the huge storm it allowed |
To build up inside it, no, not a single drip |
I can never get rid of what makes me a dick |
I’d say sorry, but it’s not my fault I exist |
So just kiss my ass, people |
I’m glad you won’t miss me when I’m gone |
I don’t want to be in your history |
It’s just best to forget me |
Even if you liked me you still never met me… |