"Confetti"
Aren’t you supposed to throw confetti
When something’s worth celebrating?
Why when all the pieces fall to the ground
Not letting me see this and no mention of a sound
Cut into so many problems
They just get smaller and smaller
Can’t keep track of which have fallen
And the stack just keeps getting taller
Can’t help but dramatize
Don’t care to realize
The pressure I put on myself
As well as others from everybody else
When nothing goes right
And all has but left
You can’t help but turn off the light
And think you’re better off dead
Don’t fantasize that it’s all over
Your dreams are getting closer
Reach out and willingly grab
What you desire, and what you should have
Now can we throw it all out the window
Turn on a fan ‘cause we don’t care any more
This is serious business
And I can’t help but win this
