THIS LIFE

This this life is boring This this life right now is snoring But that's alright that's okay It's still worth living When it is not I got the gun for my head Wounds the brain, free instead But I could never, pull the trigger I get too scared So I stand up instead And I go wild There's a song, there's a song, there's a song There's a song, there's a song, there's a song It's in my head There's a song, there's a song, little country song It's in my head Dear dear men Be nice to your girl She knows that you could Live without her And so she cries in your arms Every night Till you walk out the door And she goes wild There's a song, there's a song, there's a song There's a song, there's a song, there's a song It's in my head There's a song, there's a song, little country song It's in my head It's in my head ”On a parti, six ans de mer Sans pouvoir border la terre Au bout de la septieme annee On a manque de provisions” It's in my head It's in my head It's in my head… This this life is boring This this life right now is snoring