Life's Too Short Songtext
Are you down in yourself sometimes
And you should walk with scoling chest
Or hasitating the right nowsalines
`cause your `fraid of failing the test
You gotta do your thing
life`s too short to pretend to be
Someone else when you look in the mirror
So don`t go waisting this presious time
By pleasing anyone else
Are you willing to change you`re style
But you`re stuck with social rules
Do you fear of the blood on`a
trie
`cause you`re wearing thaink blue suede shoes
You gotta do you`re thing
It might to anything
Life`s too short to pretend to be
Someone else when you look in the mirror
So don`t go waisting this presious time
By pleasing anyone else
No one knows how to play you`re game
And it`s you who setting the score
Don`t you think you`ll be happy again
without being everyones hort
Ohh don`t be waiting
Don`t be waiting
Don`t be waiting
Life`s too short to pretend to be
Someone else when you look in the mirror
So don`t go waisting this presious time
By pleasing anyone else
No one knows how to play you`re game
And it`s you who setting the score
Don`t you think you`ll be happy again
without being everyones hort
And you should walk with scoling chest
Or hasitating the right nowsalines
`cause your `fraid of failing the test
You gotta do your thing
life`s too short to pretend to be
Someone else when you look in the mirror
So don`t go waisting this presious time
By pleasing anyone else
Are you willing to change you`re style
But you`re stuck with social rules
Do you fear of the blood on`a
trie
`cause you`re wearing thaink blue suede shoes
You gotta do you`re thing
It might to anything
Life`s too short to pretend to be
Someone else when you look in the mirror
So don`t go waisting this presious time
By pleasing anyone else
No one knows how to play you`re game
And it`s you who setting the score
Don`t you think you`ll be happy again
without being everyones hort
Ohh don`t be waiting
Don`t be waiting
Don`t be waiting
Life`s too short to pretend to be
Someone else when you look in the mirror
So don`t go waisting this presious time
By pleasing anyone else
No one knows how to play you`re game
And it`s you who setting the score
Don`t you think you`ll be happy again
without being everyones hort