C'est la Vie

The price of living's getting high, and my bank account's getting lower

And I can't find anyone that's gonna make me suffer slower

So I just go about my days, deep and rested in that malaise

You could call it a dream, but when it gets tough I'll just say

C'est la vie

This isn't what this life was meant to be

But it's what we got, so make the best of everything

And get back to making life how you want it to be

C'est la vie

My mental health's getting low, as the need to fix it gets higher