Nobody Is Truly Happy

I've dug myself a hole

And you're the shovel

And the water's pouring in

It's more than a puddle

At this point it's more than

Twelve feet deep

Dark thoughts in my mind

So I can't sleep

I can see you there

At the end of my rope

Like a sudden ray of sunshine

Like a sudden beacon of hope

I just never thought I'd be obsessed with your brain

But there is no cure, and it's driving me insane

You've got to live with it

And I got to calm down a bit

I've been flying off the handle at every chance I see

Taking out my frustrations

It's a horrible combination

It's not like I have it worse

But somewhere deep inside of me

Within the trenches of my psyche

I think is this a gift or a curse

I don't know which one is worse

In school you were pictures, hanging on the wall

If your body could tell a story, it would tell them all

But I'll be there, when you inevitably fall

To the graces of the people, standing six feet tall

With a drink in your hand

And an invite to the promise land

We'll drink till we can't see tomorrow

But nothing is for certain

And I'm not sure if it's worth it

Nobody is truly happy anymore

Come swim with me till we see the distant shore

And you're one of my lessons

Like a boat or a vessel

This engine isn't running like it should

And we keep looking for answers

But we haven't found any yet

It's no wonder, they don't make boats out of wood

And there's nothing to do in this town

The engine's flooded, so we're gonna drown

And you remind me of a person

Whose memory only worsens

When it enters the center divider of your mind

And though the memory has been buried

For lack of words, it's so scary

There's not too much we can leave behind

And you're stuck with it, so never mind

You were born with a low end graphics card

That functions like a paper bard

And the colors come smearing out of control

And they shake and they hurt you

And they always desert you

It's obvious it has taken a toll

On the person you were before

But there will never be new hardware

At least not for eighty years

And that's what is crying me

Causing me so many tears

And when the clocks turn over

Then we can get less sober

And drink until we forget about the rotten years

And let the water drown our bodies

We're that much closer now to giving up

Cause we all know that the past was gruesome

And everything's fucked

Yeah, everything's fucked

But you can find joy in sadness

You can find happiness in madness

And you will be pure again