My grandpa fought in World War II He was such a noble dude I can't even finish school Missed my mom, and left too soon His dad was a fireman Who fought fires so violent I think I bored my therapist While playing him my violin that's so insane (Oh, my God) that's such a shame Next to them, my shit don't feel so grand But I can't help myself from feeling bad I kinda feel like two things can be sad (one, two, three, four) The world's smallest violin Really needs an audience So if I do not find somebody soon (that's right, that's right) I'll blow up into smithereens And spew my tiny symphony Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you My grandpa fought in World War II And he was such a noble dude Man, I feel like such a fool I got so much left to prove All my friends have vaping friends They're so good at making friеnds I'm so scared of caving in Is that entertaining yеt? that's so insane (Oh, my God) that's such a shame Next to them, my shit don't feel so grand But I can't help myself from feeling bad I kinda feel like two things can be sad (one, two, three, four) The world's smallest violin Really needs an audience So if I do not find somebody soon (that's right, that's right) I'll blow up into smithereens And spew my tiny symphony Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you Somewhere in the universe Somewhere someone's got it worse Wish that made it easier Wish I didn't feel the hurt The world's smallest violin Really needs an audience So if I do not find somebody soon I'll blow up into smithereens And spew my tiny symphony All up and down a city street While tryna put my mind at ease Like finishing this melody This feels like a necessity So this could be the death of me Or maybe just a better me Now, come in with the timpanis And take a shot of Hennessy I know I'm not there mentally But you could be the remedy So let me play my violin for you Baller Beat
