Sometimes I wonder if I like being tragic
And utterly and mysteriously broken.
I can't decide if I'm beautifully tragic,
Or tragically beautiful,
Or just a ******* selfish wreck.

Yeah today has just been one of those days
One of those days you feel like just giving up
Pulling the sheets over your head
Lying in your own bed of misery
Maybe you will be able to see clearly
But you can't just seem to get past all the dreariness
Cuz at the end of the day it's nobody's business about what you and God talk about on this day
Yeah today has just been one of those days
Where only God seems like the one who can keep you sane
Constant battles with your mental membrane
I'm screaming on the inside
But on the outside I gotta abide by social rules
Like a mule being pulled by metal tools
Or maybe I'm just a fool
Or maybe it's just one of those days