I’m not saying life is boring, just predictable sometimes Like when you know the end of every other line is gonna rhyme After every 8 you’re always gonna find a 9 And February 2nd will be cold outside I’m not saying life is boring, ‘cause it’s beautiful sometimes Like the feeling when you’re falling, it’s like walking on the sky There will come a morning you won’t open up your eyes But it’s what you to until that day arrives... (x)














