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LYRICS:
When you turned seventeen, you said you’d follow your dream
and be an artist.
You’ve found a comfortable niche, and though you’re quite far from rich,
your life has started.
Things are starting to click, but then you get very sick.
The doc says “cancer”.
Your passion barely pays bills, and you can’t pay for the pills.
Who has the answer?
Every hour of every day is so filled with these
possibilities.
But, in this life, any choice you make can go up in flames.
Can I win this game?
Am I doing it right, doing it right?
I gotta put up a fight, doing it right.
Can I buckle down and save my world tonight?
Am I doing it right?
This girl is out of your league, but when you got on one knee
She said, “Let’s do it.”
You’ve got a mess of a life, but now your best friend’s your wife.
You might get through it.
Months all fade into years. Then one day, she’s in tears.
She says she’s done pretending.
She’s gone and found someone new. He’s ten times better than you.
There goes your happy ending.
Every hour of every day, we all flirt with these
scary uncertainties.
In this life, any choice you make can go up in smoke.
Is this some kind of joke?
Am I doing it right, doing it right?
I gotta put up a fight, doing it right.
Can I buckle down and save my world tonight?
Half of the time, you feel you’re out of your mind.
You’ve got no clue where to look. There’s no instructional book.
You just stumble along, and maybe mumble a song
that you make up as you go, because you just never know.
You never know if they hate or if they like you.
You never know if a move is the right move.
You never know ‘bout the world, what it might do.
Sometimes, everything is going nice and then,
like the best-laid plans of mice and men,
it all blows up once, then twice again.
Then every little decision that sounded great at the time
has got you trapped in a cage of your own design,
Even if you succeed, it could be gone in a flash,
and then the age-old question is back.
Am I doing it right?
Am I doing it right, doing it right?
Am I doing it right?
Am I doing it right?
When the story ends, will I say it was nice?
Am I doing it right?
2 окт 2024
