The lyrics to this song consist of Michael Green’s perspective on life and his future, resulting in depression. Most of his family members on his dad’s (The Angry Grandpa’s) side have died of cancer and he hopes that he isn’t next.
[Verse 1]
Man...
This shit is really getting bad
What's the plan, damn, shit just hit the fan
Sick of it, the scream sick of being scared
I go to sleep and then I dream of death I'm not prepared
To reach the end, what's to come, man, I'm sick of it
I wish to God I could believe in Him, but shit, I can't
I live in fear every day, like death is everywhere
I'm so scared, man, damn, I wish I wasn't here
There it goes again, another birthday has come to pass
Twenty-four before me but I'm sick of always looking back
In the past, on nostalgic shit, I feel so sad
Getting bad, living life through the looking glass
Just afraid that Sunday I'm gonna reach a faith
And pass away at an early age and start to fade
I'll never know what my future holds and that's the game
You flip the cards and see a hand and hope to land the eights
[Chorus 2x]
Who's gonna lie for us, or gonna die for us?
I wanna try because wanna survive this
But I'm a guy who's stuck inside a life of love
I love this life and I don't wanna give it up
[Verse 2]
Damn...
I hope I don't get stuck with cancer
What's the chances, man? Don't wanna know the answer
Shit is weak, I don't believe the odds are in my favor
Jesus save us, Lord, I think I need a savior
To say a prayer for me, cuz man I think I really need
A hand you can extend to see if Jesus even wants to be
The only man I'll ever need, the base to hold my canopy
The voice inside the sky I try to reach to fix my sanity
This is it for me, I'm crazy, and I'm trying to please
An optical illusion in the sky you know we'll never see
Write an old goodbye and toss it straight into the sea
Lost into the storm to wash ashore before I start to leave
Point the gun, pull the trigger, and I say goodbye
End my life and then I wash my tears with blurry eyes
Shit is fine though, I'm ready while you're well prepared
My bags are packed, I say goodbye before I say my prayers
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]
Damn...
I'm sitting here, don't wanna go
I know the truth, and truth be told we're never meant to know
So what if I take this gun into my mouth and blow?
And then I wake inside the gates to spend my life in hell
And Satan's like, "Welcome, buddy, let me take your hand
The burning starts forever, [better stand ?? ], we're glad you're here!"
But even that is even better than the way I feel
I think it's like the way we were when we were never here
Tell me for a minute, cuz I need to get it off my mind
Can you remember what your life was like before the time
When you would spend your time online before we were alive?
You can't remember, can you? Yeah, well damn, neither could I
And it's like I spent my years of building nothing, why
Am I even trying? I am just a joke, and time
Is passing by before our eyes, we watch it go and I
Despise this life, it hurts so fucking bad to say goodbye
[Chorus 2x]
Through The Looking Glass was written by Mike Green.
Through The Looking Glass was produced by Lyricold.
Lyricold released Through The Looking Glass on Sat Jan 01 2011.