A Story About Life Lyrics

I know there are some things that run around

There's no constants in the life I've yet to figure out

Chasing star lights on the motorbike in the summertime

What do I wish when I finally see a shooting star?

It's hard

It's hard

To be golden in a massively

Dark blue masterpiece of art

Who's counting?

We can't count the specks of color

When our world's no longer colored

For me

And I biked the roads that gather

The people from all corners

Made grave mistakes from my worst takes

Of living in society's case

Fit in well with storytellers

But my stories seem too over

"They all seem unrealistic"

It's hard

It's hard

To live true to one another

When they throw your words out

Like you're a liar

What's this about?

I'm trying to live my best life

No I'm trying to get by time

Cause I

No I

Had enough

Had enough

Cause I

No I

Had enough